Spacetrawler, audio version For the blind or visually impaired, January 20, 2021.
I think that all significant changes in one’s self, good or bad, deserve some deep pondering.
Spacetrawler, audio version For the blind or visually impaired, January 20, 2021.
I think that all significant changes in one’s self, good or bad, deserve some deep pondering.
“Hey Science, look! Isn’t that one of the humans we exploded on Earth?”
“Don’t worry, he’s harmless. Like the last time we saw him, he’ll be so scared, he’ll crap– OH CRAP!!!”
I’m starting to think that the symbiont and the Stribs deserve each other.
“How dare you take away my PTSD? It was MINE! That’s what possessive nouns indicate.”
I would love the opportunity to ponder that very same question…even if it meant I got stuck with symbiont for an extended period of time. And it didn’t criticize my choice of food stuffs. Moon Pie(banana) and RC Cola are important nutrients.
Tesfay’s handling this pretty well.
Well, we’re only barely getting a sense of who he is without the PTSD.
Should be fun.
Still crouching behind my chair. The proof of the pudding, after all, is what gets mashed in your face without warning. To quote Oliver Hardy playing an early PTSD sufferer, “HORNS!! HOORRRNS!!!!”