Lizard advice

34  2018-04-24 by nameuser4321

There's a small lizard in my room

Its mother is in my bathroom

What should I do? Should I try to get them back together? Should I kill them? Should I chase them out of the window? Or should I eat them?

38 comments

Let them outside, the zucc is probably looking for them.

I'll upload a picture of them on Facebook.

He'll find them quicker that way

I was gonna say turn on your location services, but the Zucc don't need them permissions, he has admin privileges.

If there's no father lizard in the picture then that means it's a single mother. In that case you should probably put the baby out of it's misery.

Should I eat the mother and become lizard's mother?

Without a mother or father, you be doubled-cucked raising that lizard on your own.

True

Should I eat the mother and become lizard's mother?

This reminds me of a story about a boy and a raccoon.

Once upon a time a boy and his mother went hiking. They found a beautiful lake in the middle of the forest, put up the tent in a meadow near the shore, and camped for a while.

Once the boy went for a walk in the forest and encountered a raccoon. "Get out of my way," cried the boy, but the raccoon stood on his rear legs instead and rolled his eyes around menacingly. The boy got scared and run away.

Then the boy got back to his mother, told her about his encounter with the raccoon, and started crying.

- Why are you crying? - asked the mother.

- Mother, who is more cowardly, I or the Raccoon?

- Of course you are. The Raccoon was not afraid of you and you were afraid of him.

The boy cried even harder.

- There's only one thing you can do now, you should find the Raccoon, kill him, and eat his heart, - said the mother in a strange voice.

The boy packed his pocket knife, a cake, a can of Coca-Cola, and went searching for the Raccoon. After wandering in the forest for a while he found a raccoon borrow, with the Raccoon, his wife, and their little raccoon cub inside.

- You scared me, so now I'm more cowardly than a raccoon, so I have to kill you and eat your heart! - cried the boy.

- Yes, I was in the wrong, I shouldn't have rolled my eyes around. Kill me then, I will not resist, - said the raccoon and fell on his back.

The boy took out his pocket knife, killed the raccoon, cut out his heart and ate it. After that he went home happy, all covered in the Raccoon's blood. But his happiness quickly turned to jealousy. "What a kind Raccoon, he let me kill him to make up for his misdeed. How unkind I am, to kill the Raccoon to get a little braver," - he thought bitterly.

Then the boy got back to his mother, told her about his encounter with the raccoon, and started crying.

- Why are you crying? - asked the mother.

- Mother, who was more kind, I or the Raccoon?

- Of course the Raccoon. The Raccoon let you kill him and you didn't let him kill you.

The boy cried even harder.

- There's only one thing you can do now, you should find the Raccoon's family and help raise his little raccoon cub, - said the mother in a strange voice.

The boy went into the forest and started living with the Raccoon's wife, gather food, clean the burrow. In a month he turned into a raccoon himself, while his mother returned back home because her vacation was over.

Once the Boy-Raccoon went to gather some food for the little raccoon cub and met another boy. The boy cried to the Boy-Raccoon: "Get out of my way!"

But the Boy-Raccoon was as brave as a raccoon now, so he stood on his rear legs instead and rolled his eyes around menacingly. The boy got scared and run away.

Then the boy got back to his mother, told her about his encounter with the raccoon, and started crying.

- Why are you crying? - asked the mother.

- Mother, who is more cowardly, I or the Raccoon?

- Of course you are. The Raccoon was not afraid of you and you were afraid of him.

The boy cried even harder.

- There's only one thing you can do now, you should find the Raccoon, kill him, and eat his heart, - said the mother in a strange voice.

The boy packed his pocket knife, a biscuit, a can of Pepsi-Cola, and went searching for the Raccoon. After wandering in the forest for a while he found a raccoon borrow, with the Boy-Raccoon inside.

- You scared me, so now I'm more cowardly than a raccoon, so I have to kill you and eat your heart! - cried the boy.

- Ha ha, you think you're clever, but I'm going to kill you myself!

The Boy-Raccoon killed the boy, ate his heart, and instantly turned back into a boy himself. Then the former Boy-Raccoon, now just a boy, went back to the mother of the boy he killed and, pretending to be her son, said:

- Mother, I killed the Raccoon and eat his heart so I am as brave as a raccoon now!

- You lie, you're not my son, and I'm not a woman, I'm the wife of the Raccoon who you killed to become as brave as a raccoon. And it was not a boy you killed, but my older raccoon son! - cried the woman, killed the boy, and ate his heart. As soon as she did that, she immediately turned into the boy.

Next year the mother went hiking to that lake alone. She put up the tent in a meadow near the shore, and camped for a while.

Then all of a sudden the boy came to her camp from the forest and said:

- Hello mother, I helped raise the little raccoon cub, so now I'm as kind as a raccoon.

- You lie, you're not a boy, you're the she-raccoon who killed my son for killing your husband and older son. And I'm not a woman, I'm the wife of the Hare who the Raccoon killed to become as fast as a hare. And it was not my son you killed, you killed your own younger son that I turned into a boy, so that he'd kill his father and older brother - laughed the woman, turned into a she-hare and killed the Raccoon's wife.

So I would be wary about going with that plan of yours.

Where is this from?

Translated right now by yours truly, originally from some random Russian guy's geocities-era personal site.

The best thing about it that one time I went really carefully through the explanation and it turned out that it makes perfect sense and afterwards I could even retell this story from memory.

Translated right now by yours truly, originally from some random Russian guy's geocities-era personal site

LITERALLY feeding us Russian propaganda.

Is this the original? What's the explanation? I didn't bother keeping track of who was who near the end.

http://www.oaf.narod.ru/tundra.htm even. Though I haven't read the other stories, but probably should, maybe they are good too.

What's the explanation? I didn't bother keeping track of who was who near the end.

The stuff in the end is literally the explanation and it makes perfect sense if you do keep track. The hare's widow arranged a diabolical scheme to make the raccoon family kill each other or something, I don't remember to be honest and am too drunk rn to try to figure it out anew.

Stick it up ur dickhole! šŸ˜ˆšŸ˜ˆ

It's not wide enough

What do I do?

Try r/sounding šŸ˜‰

Ugh wtf are you into Rachel

That's gross

pls no kinkshaming! šŸ˜”šŸ˜‹

I mean...that's just fucking weird

NO KINKSHAMING!! šŸ˜¤šŸ˜¤

What do you do when shaming other people's kinks is your kink? šŸ¤”

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I did that once in middle school but with the stylus for a Palm Pilot. The weird thing is that was back in the mid 1990s and I only had Prodigy internet so Iā€™m pretty sure I came up with the idea on my own.

Go outside and collect bugs and then let them loose in your house because now you finally have friends and if you want to keep them around you'll need to feed them because really no one likes you for you.

Ok but what do I need the bugs?

This is why nobody likes you.

Your cum.

alex jones is right about everything!

What about times where he contradicts himself?

As a radical centrist I cant help but think that makes him double wright.

he's open-minded...

You need to reunite the lizards so that the momma lizard can give her baby milk

Source: I am a lizard expert

Gay

STFU "lizard milk" lol

source: am not a giant retard

Put them in a bowl and keep them as pets.

He's coming to steal your guns.

Post pics duh

Try to modify them into dinosaurs šŸ¦–

stick up your bussy

Eat them

You should listen the the Talking Heads for further advice.

kill yourself and by yourself i mean myself.

Slap some leather pants on it, teach it to sing, put him in a band with an organist, then watch the money roll in.