Yep, at least there’s the solace of knowing that the moment from “something’s wrong” to crunch went by so fast that the passengers probably didn’t even hear so much as a strained groan from the frame before they were all canned person paste.
Just imagine being that kid, one minute you’re sitting nervous on a sub because your dad begged you into coming, and the next you blink twice and are suddenly yelling at him for being a moron in the afterlife with little more than a sudden change in scenery to clue you in to what just happened.
Do you make a habit of reminding kids about air friction coefficients on flying sleds circling the planet in a single night when they muse about what Santa’s getting them this year?
Yep, at least there’s the solace of knowing that the moment from “something’s wrong” to crunch went by so fast that the passengers probably didn’t even hear so much as a strained groan from the frame before they were all canned person paste.
Just imagine being that kid, one minute you’re sitting nervous on a sub because your dad begged you into coming, and the next you blink twice and are suddenly yelling at him for being a moron in the afterlife with little more than a sudden change in scenery to clue you in to what just happened.
I have some bad news about the status of the afterlife.
Do you make a habit of reminding kids about air friction coefficients on flying sleds circling the planet in a single night when they muse about what Santa’s getting them this year?
Every year dozens of homes collapse due to Santa’s sonic booms, he is a menace and needs to be stopped!
It’s not a habit I make a conscious effort from october to january every year.
I’ve always been uncomfortable lying to children…
I haven’t but will do so from now on.