My BP always registers too high because when someone puts a cuff on my arm and pumps it up until my fingers feel like they’re going to blow off, my blood pressure goes up– funny thing.
Yeah. They had brownies. I tried reading out loud passages from the Necronomicon, to see if she would get up out of her casket and start killing the people I didn’t like. It didn’t work.
I totally agree with the ‘Why bother making it worse by obsessing over it?’-school of thought.
And, ahem, BUGS DO NOT HAVE HIGH PRESSURE CIRCULATORY SYSTEMS!
They have something more like an aquarium hooked up to a system of tubes with up to several small pumps hooked up in between. The blood just dumps into the aquarium and is then redistributed again.
joke
verb (used without object), joked, jok·ing.
7. to say something in fun or teasing rather than in earnest; be facetious: He didn’t really mean it, he was only joking.
That’d make a (good?) pick up line. Hey honey, how’d you like me to Carpe the Heck out of your Diem… Probably get a puzzled look and then a hearty slap.
I didn’t find this funny, though it has nothing to do with you. It’s just that my father has high blood pressure and I’m worried that he might die. It’s a personal reason.
As an experiment, I notice the nurses/doctors take what I say over what the blood pressure cuff says. It’ll say I’m fine, but If I tell them I have high/low blood pressure, they panic. I have really stupid doctors and I love torturing idiots.
Blood pressure varies, what the cuff says only applies then, not later, not before, if you say you have something then they have to assume you know more about you than the momentary instruments.
Carpe the heck out of your diem. Love it.
My BP always registers too high because when someone puts a cuff on my arm and pumps it up until my fingers feel like they’re going to blow off, my blood pressure goes up– funny thing.
Sounds like you just have high blood pressure, why would the soul form of measuring something bias it, and how could you tell if it did.
I went to someone’s funeral today. I didn’t know her, I just felt like going to a funeral.
Was there food?
Yeah. They had brownies. I tried reading out loud passages from the Necronomicon, to see if she would get up out of her casket and start killing the people I didn’t like. It didn’t work.
Next time try Reginald Scot’s Prayer for Binding and Commanding Angelse Throwne Downe From Heaven (cf., Davidson, A Dictionary of Angels, p. 361).
Y’all need Jayzuz.
Dude, where can you get the Nerconomicon? I’ve been looking for ages!
I totally agree with the ‘Why bother making it worse by obsessing over it?’-school of thought.
And, ahem, BUGS DO NOT HAVE HIGH PRESSURE CIRCULATORY SYSTEMS!
They have something more like an aquarium hooked up to a system of tubes with up to several small pumps hooked up in between. The blood just dumps into the aquarium and is then redistributed again.
If you look closely, there are a few more anatomical inaccuracies to be found.
I have no idea what you are talking about. Why, I just went into my yard and every insect I saw had a tiny little god-like beard.
Every insect is god in your backyard?
I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to educate you against your will.
joke
verb (used without object), joked, jok·ing.
7. to say something in fun or teasing rather than in earnest; be facetious: He didn’t really mean it, he was only joking.
You might have noticed, by now, that the comic’s name could be “human” if only you removed their antennas.
A similar discussion was had yesterday in regards to the existence spider people. They’re really just humans with antennae.
That’d make a (good?) pick up line. Hey honey, how’d you like me to Carpe the Heck out of your Diem… Probably get a puzzled look and then a hearty slap.
Ermergerd, THAT IS FUNNYYYYYYYY XD
I didn’t find this funny, though it has nothing to do with you. It’s just that my father has high blood pressure and I’m worried that he might die. It’s a personal reason.
As an experiment, I notice the nurses/doctors take what I say over what the blood pressure cuff says. It’ll say I’m fine, but If I tell them I have high/low blood pressure, they panic. I have really stupid doctors and I love torturing idiots.
…maybe you should find some new doctors then
But then he couldn’t torture them to feel good and keep his blood pressure at the right level!
Blood pressure varies, what the cuff says only applies then, not later, not before, if you say you have something then they have to assume you know more about you than the momentary instruments.
I am demanding a Bug shirt that has a picture of him with big letters saying “Carpe the heck out of your Diem!”
Sounds good to me too.
i agree
That’s not a bad idea.
I concur.
I would buy one!
I love the idea of a guy hitting on a girl in a bar by saying “How’s ’bout I Carpe the HECK out of your Diem”. Well done Dave Dell!