We also figured out—the hard way—that the ancients probably cut each layer of linen to the proper shape before gluing them together. For our first linothorax, we glued together 15 layers of linen to form a one centimeter-thick slab, and then tried to cut out the required shape. Large shears were defeated; bolt cutters failed. The only way we were ultimately able to cut the laminated linen slab was with an electric saw equipped with a blade for cutting metal. At least this confirmed our suspicion that linen armor would have been extremely tough. We also found out that linen stiffened with rabbit glue strikes dogs as in irresistibly tasty rabbit-flavored chew toy, and that our Labrador retriever should not be left alone with our research project.
It's embarrassing and also so damn joyous. I deeply love the discomfort... That is, the dis(covery of )comfort. It brings me great joy getting to know new people and getting to know them better.
early stages of friendship are Soooo embarrassing like yea sorry....... it's me again............ i enjoy talking to you and spending time with you....... you can shoot me point blank if you want i dont mind
affirmations
i am a complex organism brutally engineered by uncaring forces of nature
i am a product of billions of years and trillions of deaths
i am building a machine greater than myself
i am able to make phone calls and appointments
This won’t make your blog look ugly. How could you not reblog this? REBLOGGING THIS COULD SAVE A LIFE!!!
nothing could prepare you for the opening of the second paragraph (source)
Apollo Smintheus:
Poseidon: no no, the "swiss cheese" is a simile here. I'm not actually looking like swiss chee-
Apollo, god of healing: And done! Do you feel any better?
Athena: Yeah, thank you Apollo
*Enter Poseidon, looking like a swiss cheese*
Apollo, god of prophecy: I was waiting for you
he/they | 23 | theatremaker, devil's advocate, and amateur know-it-all
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