Unfortunately since I came across this video every time I read ‘papa’ now my internal voice reads it like little Nikolai says it.
I found a YouTube link in your comment. Here are links to the same video on alternative frontends that protect your privacy:
“Observe cone son.”
“Yes father.”
“The cone.”
“I love you father.”
conetemplation
“listen cone, you better don’t talk to me or my son ever again”
Hey, cone expert here. This is not cute or funny. Cones are only observed when they are extremely stressed.
Odd to think, if these little guys have thoughts, I might be having the same one. The heck is it?
“Can I eat this” might be one of the universal thoughts
Geef me een hoorntje, papa.
two vast and trunkful Tardigrades stand in the void. Near them, on the ground, a shattered visage lies
This my son is the cone, your birthright.
It’s terrible what the federation did to tardigrades. Who knew that torturing a giant tardigrade would enable your ship to use the spore drive?
In solidarity with the tardigrades, hexbear must defederate from disco.
On Tumblr I saw a picture of a tardigrade with tags like “girlblogging” and “hell is a teenage girl”. Guess we all relate to tardigrades.
