Soot tags gather after fires in areas with low circulation. They are not, as commonly believed, ash covered spider webs.
oh, well then what the FUCK are they???
They’re made of sticky particles from a polymer or petroleum based fire, like burning carpet, drapes, upholstery, and clothes. Due to a static charge, they chain together and naturally gather near ceiling corners because the rising hot air pushes them into the cool spots by convection.
Because they’re formed by static electricity, they can only be removed with professional chemicals and equipment. Attempting to remove them improperly will only break the chain before all the soot can be captured, leaving the remaining soot to spontaneously reform the webs later. Even worse, trying to wipe or wash them away can firmly adhere the soot to your wall or ceiling, which will permanently stain it.
A natural phenomena that only coincidentally resembles the damned webs of transdimensional ghost spiders.
“you have to pay us more now because we burnt your fucking house down”
step 1: adopt negligent and unsafe business practices step 2: burn down california step 3: get sued by customers for burning down california step 4: make the customers cover the costs of your lawsuits???????
step 5: go into the customers’ own homes and personally fuck their wives
Big Bill Hell’s Investor Owned Utility Company
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We certainly wouldn’t want a corporation to go under just because it ruined thousands of people’s lives
Man, when I was like 16 I got so sick of being made fun of for being the fat kid that I took an axe down inna woods, chopped down a tree, and started doing log-lifts all the time. I got strong as fuck, but I didn’t lose no weight. I actually got bigger.
Same thing happened when I got into fighting. I got even stronger, and I got *fast*, man, and nimble, like a cat. Still chubby.
Body-building culture is a bunch of crap, my dude. Functional muscle is not necessarily toned or lean. You can be swole as hell and still be heavy. And that’s cool.
Embrace your inner barbarian. And when fatphobic little gym twinks try to body shame you, you should DESTROY THEM with your MIGHTY AXE
Can comfirm, i am Quite Fat ™ but i still hit my punching bag hard enough last week make it touch the ceiling and broke a finger in the process
You know, I train with (martial arts) a bunch of dudes, and a few bodybuilders have showed up over the years.
And every damn one of those huge shredded motherfuckers has the endurance of a fucking newborn puppy. Fifteen minutes into warmups and they’re panting for air like like they’re about to die. I’ve sparred them and every one of them telegraphs their moves about two weeks in advance, and are slower than my dead grandpa because their huge useless muscles get in the damn way.
Now. I also work with a couple of guys who are not weightlifters. They do, however, do very physical jobs and are Big Dudes. Picture this sort of build.
No abs to speak of, a bit of a tummy, and those motherfuckers can pick up one of the weightlifters and throw them.
And they’re fast. Like, unfair fast.
Bodybuilding culture is bullshit. Embrace your status as a giant barbarian and if anyone gives you crap throw them off a mountain.
This is true for all humans, too!
At my heaviest (well over 300lbs) I still ran an 11 minute mile (pre-disability). And even when I was at my most active, and training intensely, I was never hardbodied despite working out full time. Functional muscle for me looks like horse legs and a big muscular butt with a soft tummy and big arms.
I’m built like a Celtic Warrior Goddess and I will never have a flat tummy and toned arms and that is fine by me because I could snap a grown man in half.
Yes!
Have you seen olympic powerlifters?
This is Sarah Robles, on the USA Olympic Powerlifting team.
Skinny? No. Could pick me up with one arm? Absofuckinglutely.
Sarah Robles was once in an auto accident. She braced her arms against the steering wheel & by main force held it back from smashing her in the chest.
we will watch naruto amvs, fall out boy, play DDR, and everyone will get a nametag with ~xXx*_ _*xXx~ borders on it. eyeliner and teased hair is mandatory
that scene where eddie’s running from the life foundation when he first bonds with venom is basically john mulaney’s “i’ve never climbed a fence that high before and then i woke up at home” but worse
Fun fact: you want to know where the whole “poison Halloween candy” bs comes from?
In 1984 Ronald Clark O’Bryan gave his son, daughter and some of their friends cynide laced Pixy Stix (he was intending to poison his own children and gave it to the friends to cover his tracks). When his son ate one and died, O’Bryan told police they’d gotten the candy from a suspicious-looking neighbor. Turns out O’Bryan did it for life insurance money.
There are 0 reported cases of children being poisoned or given drugs by strangers in their Halloween candy. However kids, you are 100% more likely to be poisoned by your parents. Happy Halloween.
Can someone please explain to me the concept of ‘child life insurance’. I get the idea behind life insurance for a working adult (in case she dies, her family will be protected from poverty), but for a child? Why?
EGG ADOPTABLES are back! & this time….it’s dragons 👀
here’s the gimmick: you “adopt” an egg, and in a few weeks the egg “hatches” and an adult enamel pin is shipped your way. adult forms are top secret & the fun is the surprise!
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