The Greeks had this word, right, we have no idea where it came from, it just kinda popped up out of nowhere, and it could mean either apples, cheeks, or boobs. Problem is it looked and sounded *exactly* like another, unrelated word which could mean sheep, goat, or any animal in general really, which must have got confusing if you were a farmer talking about your livestock, but anyway…
Then the Romans, having stolen practically everything else from the Greeks, thought they’d nick this word too, because Latin isn’t confusing enough without throwing in a bunch of loan words. And they adopted it to mean a pumpkin.
Then the English came along and were all like “when in Rome”, and stole it, where it became our word ‘melon’. Which has now come back to mean boobs.
its such a unique game that even though you need a degree frm nasa to play it, i keep coming back
not much has happened in my fort since the whole corpse in the well accident, its been my most stable so far (though that is not saying much)
only thing of note is that because our fishing dwarf keeps catching an absurd amount of turtles I gotta keep pumping out turtle shell based armor and crafts and shit constantly to keep it from overwhelming my already huge refuse pile. Then the trader showed up and said they want brackets next year, and you can make those out of shell! So I’ve been moving us over to a turtle focused economy.
k fuck I tried to play this but because this is Tumblr and everything is fucking broken the audio never played so I just kept scrolling and eventually forgot that I’d even tried to listen to this and then like 20 minutes later this sound clip played at full volume through my Bluetooth speaker while I was trying to fall asleep and it fucking sent me into cardiac arrest
Sumerian Veteran: *has severe PTSD but doesn’t know it because the term won’t be invented for another 5000 years* I fight the same battle in my dreams every night and my relationship with my family has fallen apart.
Sumerian Healer:*saw hundreds of veterans with the exact same affliction before* You’re cursed by desert demons.
actually we have recorded texts of sumerian warriors describing symptoms that closely match ptsd, and the diagnoses was not desert demons, but rather “Those dudes you killed are still attacking you with their ghosts because you killed them”
A Big Pile O’ Garbo
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