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Yep, but imagine a Klingon falling in love with the warrior spirit of the fearless tribble. That’s basically the appeal of a hamster.

Gotta second the card gamers. I have no idea what cards are in my collection anymore, and i only have three longboxes of cards. I’ve seen far bigger collections. There’s a few reasons a quit that hobby, and this is one of them.

I know people are giving some very good examples, but a pet that can easily turn into a hoarding hobby is hamsters. You get one, get super attached, and then three years later whoopsie doodle, the living room is filled floor to ceiling with cages for all twelve of your little dudes.

This is just due to how much space the little guys need. In the wild hamsters will viciously defend miles of land, so bigger cages are always better. As a general rule, an ideal cage should have 900 sq inches of space and be at least 2 feet deep to allow several inches of bedding. So, one little dude will take up at least 12.5 cubic feet of your living room, or .07 cubic smoots for our friends across the pond. This adds up fast, and it can be easy to get in over your head because each individual little dude requires so little cage cleaning per month.

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It’s covering up a penis

I looked it up right before writing that comment.

I think what you are remembering is that slow charging is usually due to some sort of problem with the power supply, and if your phone is always slow charging that might indicate that your battery is damaged. Slow charging, by itself, is very safe.

It’s the same for both. There is a marginal benefit to slow charging but IMHO it doesn’t outweigh the inconvenience of having it on the charger so long.

Honestly, it’s better for your battery. Fast charging heats up your battery and wears it down.

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In one of my dungeons, there was a trapped carpet which caused people who sat on it to belive they were riding a flying carpet. It was in fact an animated carpet, so the barbarian who believed he was flying around the castle was in fact just scooting forward an inch at a time

Hammer of Dwarf Throwing.

Can only be attuned to by dwarves. As a bonus action, the user may expend a charge to be launched from the location of the hammer towards a target, leaving the hammer behind.

I’m just waiting for the people in the comments telling you that Poison Ivy isnt a bad guy because

1. Lesbian
2. Hot
3. Ecoterrorism is good

I mean, same here, but if an influencer migrates from Twitter they usually bring their fans with them.

One of those pillows that looks like an inflating phone battery.

Better idea: 3"*4" Magnetic viewing film, stored in a thoughtfuk card, which is wrapped in a box with 6"*6" thermochromatic film, which is itself is wrapped in a box with a roll of glow in the dark tape, and then given to them with another thoughtful card that holds a gift card to somewhere you think they would like. Basically a nesting set of tiny cool things that all cost about as much as the wrapping paper they are in.

I agree with the other commenter’s points, but one thing I think people forget to mention is that BlueSky feels like Twitter in a way Mastodon just doesn’t. When I am trying to pitch Mastodon to people, I usually compare it to Tumblr because the vibes are similar.

Mastodon is also flat out hostile to influencers, and by that I mean the platform is designed to be terrible to influencers. The lack of an alogarithm means you can’t game the system, no quote tweets means you get less opportunities to spread, no reply limiting means your notifications are going to be going nuts from the replies. The culture on Mastodon is difficult to game too, since people there expect thoughtful responses to their replies.

Well, what snapped me out was when I ran an experiment that proved how strong the placebo effect could be, which caused me to reflect on my beliefs and realize that literally all the Werewolf wizard powers I thought I had could be explained by the placebo effect. Naturally, I concluded that I couldnt trust anything my senses told me and spent a few days trying to figure out how to deal with the possibility of being a brain in a jar.

And of course, right after I’d rebuilt my entire conception of reality from first principles, that’s when I found out that some of the memories I had of things I was most proud of and defined myself by were provably false. So, as you would expect from me considering my calm and careful reaction to the placebo effect, I then decided that all my memories couldn’t be trusted.

So, can’t trust my senses, cant trust my memories. That’s pretty much all the things I can use to define myself. So, based on the lack of valid evidence I concluded that I do not exist.

And that’s how I stopped being a flat-earther wizard werewolf. Thankfully eventually I came around to agreeing with Descartes on the whole “I think, therefore I am” thing. After I climbed out of the psychological hole I dug over the next six months, I recovered with only a severely crippling fear of advertisements.

I believed there was a big hole in the north pole where the magnetic field comes out