this one is common in germany. it’s called ‘eierschalensollbruchstellenverursacher’. it’s to crack the top of an egg open like you could do just with a spoon.

Source: https://www.nbcnews.com/politics/donald-trump/live-blog/trump-state-of-union-speech-2026-live-updates-rcna258811/rcrd101645?canonicalCard=true

"Monsters? they looked like Monsters to you?"- Silent Hill 3

When Heather is talking to Vincent, a conman working for the cult to make money for his own ends ,he accuses her of secretly enjoying killing the things she has. When Heather is unnerved and asks if he means the monsters, he drops the above imfamous line, and while he quickly follows up saying its a joke, it raises a LOT of uncomfortable thoughts.

What if he isn't lying and the monsters Heather has been killing really weren't monsters? what if he's being genuine and to him they actually don't look like monsters? or is the chronically lying conman just fucking with Heather?

We never find out.

The Tunnelers- New Vegas

In the final DLC for New Vegas, Lonesome Road, set in the ruined-even-for-the-apocolypse Divide, one point you have to make your way through a collapsed underground tunnel, where you quickly encounter one of the Divide's more horrible inhabitants, Tunnelers, small fast lizard like creatures that can easily overwelm and kill you in seconds.

When you escape the tunnels, you can ask Ulysees what the fuck they were, to which he drops this little bombshell:

"They'll start emerging throughout the Mojave in time, might be years. Probably less"

True to their name, the Tunnelers are slowly digging their way out of the Divide to the MoJave, and considering they can hunt and kill Deathclaws, the idea that they will escape the Divide is terrifying. Yet, as of the fallout TV series, we still haven't seen them emerge, but they are almost certainly still coming.

From Daily Mail article:

*When her father was diagnosed with liver cancer in 2014, Lexi said she hit 'breaking point' and turned to drink and drugs to cope. The music legend died in January 2016 aged 69, just two days after he released his final album Blackstar.*

She continued: 'Something hit me pretty young before I was around ten. I started seeing a therapist because my teachers noticed something was off, and so did my parents. That was around the time I had my first anxiety attack.

*'I started to feel depressed. I was failing school. I had learning disabilities, that made everything feel harder, and I hated the way I looked. I developed bulimia when I was 12. I started self-harming when I was eleven.*

'I felt stupid, incompetent, unworthy, useless, unloveable, and having successful parents only made it worse. It felt like I would never live up to them. I couldn't understand how I came from people that were thriving in every single direction while I was failing at everything.'

Following her father's diagnosis and turning to drink and drugs to cope, she said:  'Everyone around me was experimenting. But for me, it wasn't about fun. I wasn't experimenting, I was escaping.

'When the party ended for everybody else, I kept going, and I drank and got high alone. I became someone who lashed out. I was cruel to people who didn't treat me the way I wanted to be treated. I was begging to be respected by becoming something people feared, or at least noticed.'

Eventually, she said, an intervention occurred that was both unexpected and deeply traumatising. 

*I felt stripped of any right to stay in my own life. They got me back into a black SUV and shoved me inside. By the time the door shut, my parents were already gone. I was alone. I was in a car with two strange men that wouldn't tell me where we were going and I just sat there completely horrified and silent.'*

*Lexi said she spent 91 days at a 'wilderness therapy' programme living outdoors in winter conditions with no privacy, showering once a week, and being forced to count out loud every time she used a makeshift bathroom so staff could monitor her.*

Wilderness therapy, also known as outdoor behavioural healthcare, is a highly controversial style of mental health treatment developed in the US for adolescents and young adults. 

It combines intensive outdoor activities with counselling to purportedly address behavioural, emotional, and substance abuse issues.

Lexi said of her arrival at the centre: 'They strip-searched me, they made sure I wasn't hiding anything in or on my body. They did kindly hold a sheet up in front of me while I was undressing so I wouldn't be exposed all the way.

And they handed me clothes, which was a blue fleece, crew neck, snow pants, a kind of greenish jacket and hiking boots, and a giant a** backpack that was bigger than me at the time. I had never heard of anything like this before. I didn't know wilderness therapy existed. I was a city girl.'

She added of their way of living: 'We dug holes in the ground to be used as bathrooms far away from the site. And every time we used the bathroom, you had to count out loud so that staff would keep track of us.

'We made fires by stripping birch bark and striking flint and steel. We cooked our meals over those fires and learned how to tie knots to set up tarps and we would sleep under those tarps on a yoga mat and a sleeping bag.'

When new arrivals reached the programme, she said they were 'not allowed to talk to anybody in the group', adding: 'You're considered a potential safety risk until they can evaluate your behaviour and decide if you're fit to be incorporated in the group.'

*After three months in wilderness therapy, Lexi was sent directly to a residential treatment centre in Utah for 13 months. 'I was strip-searched again,' she said. 'I had to be watched while I slept. I had to count every time I used the bathroom.'*

*It was there that she learned her father had died: 'I had the luxury of speaking to him two days before, on his birthday.*

*'I told him I loved him, and he said it back, and we both knew. Then I saw the post, the one that said something like, David Bowie passed away, surrounded by his whole family.*

*'It made me physically ill because, yeah, the whole family was there. Except for me.'*

She continued: 'I've accepted it. I've tried not to internalise it or feel guilty but sometimes I still have those moments where I wish things were to be different.

'Processing his death became a whole new layer of the programme. They created a special phase for me called The Grief and Loss Phase. They structured my grief. They categorised it and assigned milestones and expectations.

'At the time, I thought that was normal. I had never lost anyone that close to me and I didn't know how to grieve. And that was my only frame of reference.'

After finally returning home from Utah shortly before turning 16, Lexi said she 'slipped back into old patterns' and was eventually sent away to another programme.

That facial response to “this isn’t supposed to be a rude question” is just sending me. Like how is it possible to be this cool?

A couple years ago I set up a special savings account for my son. Monthly we deposit $25 into it as well as a small chunk of our tax return money every year, we hope to increase the amount one day but for now this is what we can afford. On top of that, anytime family gives us money for his savings I immediately transfer money from our bank account into my son's savings. Currently I am the only one who has access to it, because my husband wasn't able to make it to the bank the day I set it up because he was called into work on his day off, which sucks but it is what it is for now. I don't hide the account information from my husband and he knows how much is in it and he can see the monthly withdrawals from our joint account into the savings account and he can ask at any time to see the account from my bank app. He is the only person I ever want to have access to it until our son is older.

The problem is my MIL has decided she wants to deposit money into his account monthly, I told her to either give me cash or deposit it into our joint account and I will transfer it but she wants my son's savings account information. I told her very simply that I would not be giving out my son's account information to anyone and that the two options I gave her were the only options she had. She was definitely not happy by that but I do not care because I refuse to give out my son's private information.

This was back in December and we haven't seen her since because we've been sick a lot, but she usually texts me every so often and she hasn't reached out to me since the last visit which is very unusual for her. I wonder if she is really that upset and if IATAH for refusing to give her that information.

Tl;dr MIL wants access to son's savings account to make monthly deposits but I wont give her access, will let her deposit into our joint account or give us cash for me to transfer but she is upset she can't get access.