I swear to God he’s the first person that came to mind, and here it’s currently the first post - thank you for reminding me that he’s still alive!

The line is blocked between 2-3, so 3,6,&7 don’t get anything.

More that quicksand exists in known areas, people haven’t randomly offered me drugs, and thankfully I’ve managed to not have an accident involving fire.

But sink holes? Those fuckers open up wherever the hell they damn please and when they feel like it. Do I dwell on it daily? Of course not, but living in the Midwest my level of concern over sink holes is less than tornadoes, but definitely greater than quicksand.

When I was a child I thought my adult life would consist of avoiding quicksand, people offering me free drugs, and that at some point I would need to stop, drop, and roll.

As an adult instead I’ve developed the healthier fear that the earth would open up and swallow me into a crushing wet abyss. I know it’s only reported to have happened to that one guy who was sleeping and his bedroom disappeared, but that it happened once is confirmation that I could be next! 🫣