The safest way to do it would be making a segmented enclosure: night cage with a comfortable resting area and one for use during the day with the wheel and magnet. Also change out the hamster for a ferret. This way, any hazardous charge that builds up will be contained within the ferret day cage.

“Unh, ugggh, oh my me! The second coming is at hand!”

“See, if I put my arm through the sling here and reach down a little, all you have to do is shrug your shoulder. I call it the reverse Dutch rudder.”

Not according to my head-cannon.

What’s a love corgi, who is Regina and how are hers involved?

Some might say that science has gone too far with this creature but all I’m thinking about when I see it is how much dog there is to pet. Well worth the vacuum electricity bill during shedding season.

No, don’t eat the social media influencer, stop.

Anybody have the rest of the video?

I think I know the suspect.

Citizens, do your duty and secure our nation’s roads by applying this novel reinforcement technique to hazardous vehicles in need.

I keep my skeleton inside a meat robot.

I’ll take the plutonium mass and a flathead screwdriver please, it’ll be safer.

Good news is that if dial-up tinnitus is real, my other comment was only plausible by lucky coincidence. Got a little of the standard variety like what you’re talking about (just enough to make me care about good PPE moving forward) and thought it’d be an interesting consequence of tech exposure for old geeks.

My tinnitus can negotiate a V.92 handshake.

But then they’ll ask you how a ship like that broke through the armored ceiling which leads to all sorts of awkward questions about the before-times when we lived on the surface.

Fecal contamination is a fact of life or, put succinctly, shit happens.

C diff.

Smash them up and dump the crumbs into a glass. Now it’s a drink and no longer subject to the tyrannical nutritional guidelines of the medical establishment, leaving you free to consume it as you please.

Looks like something Tony Stark would build. In a cave! With a box of scraps!

Transient ischemic attack (sometimes referred to as a “mini-stroke” since they produce stroke-like signs and symptoms that go away afterward).

I’d believe that it’s a 13-year-old spewing dumb 13-year-old ideas of how humor works. Their thoughts don’t count yet.