I’d do it, too, but only if I could do it as a Child of Asuryan. Arrogance is immensely frustrating, but it’s better than straight up genocidal zealotry. And this way I could at least do the whole Outcast thing if they start getting on my nerves…
Honestly, yeah, makes perfect sense in retrospect. It’s one of those prestige institutions, supposed to be the best of the best in the entire county and in direct competition with other prestige institutions across the country. No wonder the teacher was bumping some, the pressure to teach there must’ve been at least as severe as the pressure to study.
I, too, am thankful, because all reason left me the instant I saw the teacher in there. I wasn’t mentally prepared for anyone’s presence, let alone… that:)) The only thought which crossed my mind was “smells like none of my business is in here.”
Exactly! Rogue Trader does a pretty good job at highlighting this, everyone’s just as suspicious of you when behaving altruistically as they would be if you were playing the Heretic. I honestly still can’t comprehend how people actually adhere to that monstrous mentality.
I remember there was this one Lit. teacher in high-school who was randomly aggressive toward the students (always making a fuss if the kids were having fun in the hallways, accosting you if you didn’t greet her even though most of us had no idea who she was at the time, etc.).
One fated day, it was my turn to wash the blackboard erasers. All of the student bathrooms had been relegated to the upper levels, with the ones on the ground floor being assigned to the teachers. Class was about to start, I realised I couldn’t make it up the stairs and back again with clean erasers, so I bit the bullet and decided to stealth through it in the teachers’ bathroom.
I zipped across the empty hallway, opened the bathroom door, and there was the aforementioned teacher just finishing a hefty rail of either coke, or speed (or chalk dust! she was VERY weird) - all I got to see was the movement and the snort. She looks up at me, touches up her nose, and says: “there’s no more privacy in this world…” I slowly pull a Homer Simpson and slink into the bushes.
She didn’t say another word to me for the next 4 years I was in high-school.
Thank you! Man, it’s been NMS bonanza this month!
Man, I wish I had cool friends who actually played anything 40k…
What the fuck.
Because we forget to buy condoms.
Fair point, still counting it as a creampie, though!:))
Edit: did correct my use of “ovule,” though, thank you!
You’re thinking too far ahead in the process and forgetting the gooey, juicy genetic material creampied all up in that ovum* by the syringe!
Same principle, smaller scale;)
Creampie Conclusion Day?
Edit: and if birth control is involved, then Newton’s Third Law applies. Or we do it the other way, said creampie becomes conceptually infinite.
Well… yeah… of course they would! Hitler didn’t stop with the first death of a Sergeant!
If you exist, someone somewhere got creampied. Simple as. This is the universal truth all physicists are failing to understand:
Why is humanity? Creampie!
Also, yes, IVF counts, too!
Can we call birthdays “parent creampie repercussion day?”
I know a good therapist, if need be!
Why not both! An hour’s ride apart!
That moment when you Capitalism your social group.