AwkwardLookMonkeyPuppet

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Cake day: June 25th, 2023

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  • I have a good friend who lives and works in West Hollywood. Whenever he comes to visit his accent sounds hella gay when he first shows up, and gets less and less gay as the visit progresses. We definitely adjust our speech based on whom we are surrounded by. I once hung out with a Londoner for a week, and near the end of the trip it was pointed out to me that I was speaking with an English accent when I got drunk. The funny thing is that my then-girlfriend told me to stop it, and I couldn’t. I couldn’t go back to my normal accent for some reason. Of course it went back to normal on its own when I sobered up the next day.
















  • These lived on 1800 acres of wild land. They normally only saw people when we were driving past to get to the ranch house, or when me and my buddy were hiking. Twice a year they were rounded up, branded, counted, and either sold off or let go.

    They were rounded up old Western style, by cowboys on horseback, and driven into the pens by the ranch house. It was actually an amazing experience getting to be a part of that as a teenager and young man.

    My friend and I would go exploring all over those hills in the summer time, and that’s when the murder cows caught us in the open a few times. Most of the cows didn’t care, but there were a few that we knew by site to run from if we happened upon them. So we’d skedaddle over near a tree or back to the truck if it was close and hope the cow would just wander off and do cow things. It usually just gave us angry looks and bluffs, but a few times it charged us and drove us up the tree. One time we were tree’ed, and were able to scare it off by firing our guns into the air. Good times.


  • Oh yes. Cow body language is very different when they’re curious and when they intend to cause you harm. These ones wanted us wiped from the face of the earth, or at least wiped from their line of sight.

    Edit: I should point out that these were free range beef cattle in the foothills, so they’re a lot less friendly than your average dairy cow. They would only see people a few times per year, and they never liked what they got when people came around, so they likely had pretty negative associations with humans.