How dare you

Hmmm, seems like under the right circumstances, it could be a pineapple of truth. Take it to the White House Correspondents’ dinner and bring up the Epstein Files.

I’m imagining the pineapple humming at about 30hz and pulsating, just at the fringe of human perception.

These pineapples kinda do that, but admittedly, the levitation is pretty brief.

Radical chaos pineapple. I love it. Would be great for a short film or a ship-in-a-bottle episode. I want to see a scene in which an antagonist is being really verbally abusive, but the other person hears it as being supportive. The target of the abuse kindly returns the supportive rhetoric effusively, but the abusive person can only hear the most psychologically damaging scolding they’ve ever gotten.

There’s a monkey’s-paw-style story in there somewhere about dramatic, ironic consequences, but I don’t know that I want to bring it into the world by writing it.

Extra weird for people who favor pineapple and are eating pineapple (not the pineapple, obviously. I did read the post).

“Oh my gosh! My pineapple tastes just like my grandmother’s baklava! I thought I’d never taste it again!”

“Mine taste like my Nonna’s lasagna!”

“Pirozhki. I’ve got tears.”

“How about you, Greg?”

“Hmm? Oh, yeah, it’s really good pineapple, my favorite. I used to spend summers working with my grandfather on the pineapple plantation. This is, um, nice.”

Yeah, that’s exactly it. Economies emerged to serve the populace, not the other way around. It’s not the first time in history this kind of inversion has happened, but the systems that engage in it don’t last long.

This is a really interesting question. I hope you crosspost it elsewhere so it gets the coverage it deserves.

“Good choice. It’s super wet.”

I’m convinced at least one of you is wearing a sweater that’s soaked in hot soup.

100% this was Hans Gruber having breakfast on that fateful day.

This helped me understand the lead up to WWII so much better.

And it would be true.