This man is starving the electric eels by throwing his car batteries in here.
Prepping for when sea rise gives the eels more r-eel estate.
This place is not a place of honor. No highly esteemed deed is commemorated here. Nothing valued is here.
i stir it once a month
…why?
So it mixes better, duh
Well fuck
To vivify the pure essences.
To be Frank
not the radiation causing picture artifacts
smoke batteries have radiation inside of them
I found this really short run-down of how ionizing smoke detectors, which I did not know they were called that, function and how they differ from photelectric smoke detectors (I didn’t know there were two gkinds either.
and here’s the long version (24 mins which I guess isnt that long by youtube standards these days):
I found a YouTube link in your comment. Here are links to the same video on alternative frontends that protect your privacy:
superfund site? more like super-fun site, amirite?
Relax, she’s only getting 3.6 röntgen per hour
Not great, not terrible.
post doctorate pepper
Unironically, to dispose of complicated* wastes well, you want to find some place that groundwater doesn’t really drain out of, then put all the waste in a deep pit there, ideally sheltered from wind. Then you leave it for the future archaeologists or prospectors to find.
*Anything that’s not compostable, combustible, or practically recyclable.
But you don’t want to do this within 100 meters of a living space, and definitely not as a Groverpit right underneath your foundation!
this is a shitpost done with MS Paint
If it was brown instead of iridescent green, I would’ve believed it. Tame by Florida standards.
It would probably be pretty effective at keeping pests away if done near the house though
Where do you get a hold of 350 smoke detectors? Looks like it’s right next to his foundation too. Insurance company is going to love that. They send drones and scour social media so how brave to post it.
Fire station. A friend and I got about 100, 150 they were throwing out because they were too old to be installing in people’s homes. We’d disassembled maybe a quarter of them before reading enough to understand we weren’t gonna be making any kind of nuke with the bits of americium we were pulling out.
witch’s brew
Dale Gribble, posting from the grave…
Come over to my place babe, we can swim in The Big Stew.
I read it as penises…
This is delicious.
Gen-u-ine Ecto-Cooler brew right there.
