Larsurus

When I was younger, I was 6.2 feet (190 cm) and weighed about 132 pounds (60 kg). I was skinny as heck. Then, a few years after I graduated from school, I started working out regulary and managed to gain 44 pounds (20 kg). And that is where I am today, haven't gained nor lost a single pound in several years since I stopped working out. So if you want to gain weight, I suggest hitting the gym and make sure you eat the proper stuff afterwards. It may take a few months to get results, but it worked for me. ... Oh, and I don't drink alcohol either... got a feeling that may have kept a few pounds off me during the years.

It's strange how a mind can crave for something the body isn't built for, and yet make it feel so natural. Whenever I have found myself in a lucid dream, I've always just dropped what I was doing and taken off into the sky. Holy crap what a great feeling.

Can I bring an Armored Command Unit? Could be handy being able to build an army where ever you go. < the pic takes a little while to load

I should elaborate on this. I had what is called spontaneous pneumothorax, which means my lung "popped a hole in itself" without any external trauma. Unless sitting in a couch can be considered trauma... Anyways, walking home that day was like walking with a twisting knife blade in my back. Holy crap it hurt. But since I am so bloody naïve, I shrugged and thought "meh, it will pass". Sure enough, it got better. Can't remember exactly how things developed, but I went to the doctor and he thought it was an infection, so he gave me some anti-inflammatory pills and sent me home. Three weeks later I returned, and he instead sent me to the x-rays. "Whoops, son, you've got a hole in yer lung! That's not good." So I get sent to the ER, where they look at my x-rays and say, "Well, not much we can do now, come back in a few days and we'll take another look." Seems it was healing itself, so I only had to return a few times for check-ups. Long story short, it is a condition that tall, skinny males of that age can contract. I was lucky they didn't have to stick a tube in my chest and vacuum out the air pocket. Oh, human body, you so random.

Went to work with a punctured lung... for 3 weeks.

Being around intoxicated people makes me uneasy. I've seen people I care for getting drunk to the point that they throw up or pass out, and I don't like seeing that one bit. Then we have the dickless criminals who put drugs in other peoples drinks, making their victims easier to rob. F*CK. NO. I ain't touching that shit.

Fuji apple ftw. Even planted a seed just for fun, so I have a scrawny little apple tree in my window (no apples though).

"Bee-hatch" "Meat diaper" (in Swedish)

I'm not to fond of the idea of ponies using weapons that normally require hands. Ideal pony weapons would most likely head or hoof mounted blades or spikes. And for the magic weilders; omnidirectional blades.

The solution to every problem that exists.

My vote is on death through technological integration. Machines and technology are such a huge part of our lives now that I wouldn't be surprised if we one day shed our human forms to become ones and zeroes. Unless nature or human stupidity beats us down first.

I can't not have a beard, the thing keeps growing back! Though my avatar sports a beard better than me.

Falukorv! It's a large Swedish sausage.

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#bananas #moon #truestory #illuminati