I saw this the first time I actually got high, I was probably 15 or 16. I don't think I've laughed that hard since, I was absolutely not prepared for Falcor going in.
I had a cheap nalgene type knockoff that I put in the dishwasher a couple years ago. When I took it out, it was like 1/3 it's original size. Its transformed version was so small I didn't even register it, spent way too long looking for it.
Candles, preferably. I am cleaning constantly, but I've always had an overly sensitive nose so I sometimes need something stronger if there is a smell I can't get rid of.
I deleted substack back when I randomly got porn in a push notification. You'd think they would address this - I'm no expert, but this doesn't seem good for them.
Reminds me of the night time vomiting that has me sleeping like a soldier in a combat zone - I'm ready to jump out of bed and move the cat off the carpet at a moment's notice!
I'm on the tall side, and tend to run warm. This usually results in my uncovered feet hanging off the bottom of my bed. It doesn't happen frequently, but once in a while I will be woken up by something dive bombing my feet with its claws.
My wife isn't tall, so if the cat needs to wake her up she gets her hair chewed on instead.
Microwaved hotdog