Tell that to a movie studios shareholders.
Too close to home?
Hilarity in zero sensible words.
And the original versionâŚ
From Italian film composer Piero Umiliani for the exploitation film Sweden Heaven and Hell. Used during the sauna scene from what I have read.
ETA a clip of the sceneâŚ
Theyâre not sweating. Theyâre not even glowing. Fake news!
And it even somewhat ties into the previous share, which wasnât plannedâŚ
Thanks, Iâll stick to hair products.
My fave from the comments:
Thatâs right up there with a more recent editorial from the Globe and Mailâs entire editorial team, saying they were officially against torrenting, on the grounds that it âuses up too much bandwidthâ, and demonstrating in the process they had no idea what bandwidth actually was.
They got a lot of letters to the editor over that one, informing them that a) there is such a thing as legal torrents and b) someone spending the afternoon watching cat videos uses far more bandwidth than someone torrenting a new OS image.
Donât know if they officially retracted or not, but they should have.
We had to follow a tanker labeled âSewage Onlyâ on the road today.
Me: I really dislike following a sewage truck.
Wife: Donât rear end him. Heh heh heh heh heh.
Something something SantorumâŚ
What is the worst that could happen?
If we put our heads together we might be able to top that. Oh dear, that pun was not intentional!
In disdainful George Sanders voice: âNot so much a torrent but rather an absolute shower.â
(Does anyone get that?)
Iâm part of a secret Santa exchange with fans of HP Lovecraft. Here is the cover letter I wrote.
Dear Professor,
The Arctic expedition funded by your generous endowment was a resounding success! We were able to make preliminary excavations of the Nordic longhouse at 90 degrees North, by 135 degrees West.
So far we have recovered eight almost complete skeletons of rangifer tarandus who were stunted in size, (diet lacking nutrients in the tundra?) Likewise we have discovered multiple mummified corpses, also stunted, bearing signs they were journey men of some sort because they were buried with hammers and chisels. The remnants of furniture in the interior show vast tables riddled with worm holes. Evidence suggests they had celebrations similar to the Pacific Northwest tribes, Pow Wows, or exchange of gifts.
What concerns me is the alter and runes at the head of the table. It speaks of an all-father who brings bounty when the sun as at its nadir. He holds judgement on his believers. Those who follow with complete faith are rewarded with great riches. Those who question him are cast underground to work in the coal mines. There is a crude carving of an eye in his forehead symbolizing that he is all seeing and knowing whither it be day or dusk. Even in my durable seal-skin parka, I get the shivers.
I wish you and your family well. I offer an extra ration of gin to my colleagues in your honor. If the ice lets up, we should see at Spring semester with a show of my findings. Wait⌠whatâs that clatter I am hearing?
From Carl Lohling, Miskatonic University Steward:
Post recovered from the belongings of Captain [Name Witheld] on the SS Virginia. Also enclosed were packages addressed to you. Ship was ravaged by ice. Crew missing. Possible polar bear attack.
Love the Wotan allusion. And the rest!
When the biometric unlock feature on your phone fails:
Offering your phone gold nuggets is unlikely to help matters. And eating your phone is a very bad idea.