Fecal matter is usually large intestine. It’s chyme in the small intestine. Some of the defining characteristics of fecal matter are things like the large amount of bacteria (up to 1/3 of its weight at exit), the color (yay bilirubin conversion), and the compaction (and simultaneously occurring dehydration). When we’re missing those things, we usually identify it as something other than feces. That means, nominally, that you don’t really have much poop until you’re well into the large intestine. Color is the weakest of those, but it is such a good indication of something going wrong if changed that I would say it is a part of anything that could be considered ‘true poop.’

I’m not even going to look at the clock right now. It’s not worth it.

Maybe I’m just too immersed in the culture of my youth, but the only ones that don’t look ‘good’ are the horse and the deer. The horse could be fixed by styling the mane, and the deer might be better with a more vertical angle.

Fuck smoking and smokers, but yeah it looks ‘cool’ to me.

It’s much healthier to cope by punching yourself in the balls (or the cunt, for others so inclined). The beautiful bliss brought by big ball busting breaks by bleary boundaries binding you to bleakness.

I’m guessing that’s the real context behind the picture, eh? Otherwise why would you bare your feet when it is apparently cold enough to be very well bundled up?

I didn’t know Torr was deprecated… For some reason that was always the number for STP I could remember in physics.

I mean, supposedly some lightsabers were built in a cave. They probably used whatever was on hand, and I’m thinking screws are more common in rubbish strewn pits and rankor caves than welding machines.

But it can be done! https://media.tenor.com/3dnzk_8PqwoAAAAM/dumb-and-dumber-jim-carrey.gif

Slight myth there. It was not the intended purpose, but a sort of happy accident. The original patent stated it was a perfect, never damaging thing. See here and the reply here.

This is why I only shake hands with feet, and use my nose to open the vagina.

And let’s not even get into whether the water molecule is the same two Hs and O that it was when it was in Hitler’s mouth. Or, holy hell, what if his water became your muscles! Which, you know, is another possibility.