Huh. I, on the other hand, have weirdly intrusive thoughts with smaller blades, like a kitchen blender or an uncovered fan, but a helicopter doesn’t faze me. Although can’t say I’ve ever been in one, but I’ve been very close by.
Anyway when blending shit I sometimes have intrusive thoughts. I don’t think I’d have a garbage disposal like I see in the movies. They’re probably not even allowed here in Finland, and my laziness would want one, but my accident-prone-ass knows I probably shouldn’t get one even if I could.
They don’t bother me. The blades are not exposed. I also own a ceiling fan and it doesn’t bother me either, even though it has exposed blades.
Huh. I, on the other hand, have weirdly intrusive thoughts with smaller blades, like a kitchen blender or an uncovered fan, but a helicopter doesn’t faze me. Although can’t say I’ve ever been in one, but I’ve been very close by.
Anyway when blending shit I sometimes have intrusive thoughts. I don’t think I’d have a garbage disposal like I see in the movies. They’re probably not even allowed here in Finland, and my laziness would want one, but my accident-prone-ass knows I probably shouldn’t get one even if I could.
I once bought a mandolin for my kitchen. Here’s Jeremy Clarkson demonstrating what happens to everyone who buys their first mandolin without having read the stories.