Originally Posted by ThePhanastasio

A deer gave birth on my dad's friend's farm while he was there. He sent me a picture on my phone of the deer birth, and said, "To the side is the placenta."

I was taking a bite of pancakes as I read this and saw the horror, and being super stoned, it freaked me out and made my brain connect pancakes with placenta. It was truly awful.

Matters were made worse when a friend of mine also present began talking about how his father actually ate deer placenta on several occasions, and yeah. I'm done with pancakes.

Originally Posted by J.R.R. Tolkien

There is only one bright spot and that is the growing habit of disgruntled men of dynamiting factories and power-stations; I hope that, encouraged now as ‘patriotism’, may remain a habit! But it won’t do any good, if it is not universal.