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After he was forced to watch ALL OF THE AMAZING 90s VIDS YOU GUYS SO GLORIOUSLY PROVIDED:

Burro: HOW THE HELL DID YOU FIND ALL THESE SO FAST?!
Me: The internet provides.
Burro: Fuck that, I use the internet too, this is not natural. Do you have like--is there like a secret society of 90s enthusiasts, do you have some kind of network of people who--why are you laughing, what'd I say?

dfjdsfhsdjfdsjkfsdKDLHFSDHFGDSJKFHSDJKFHJSDKFS BURRO OH MY GOD YOU KNOW NOT WHAT YOU DO *GASPS FOR AIR*

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OH JESUS, ALSO, THIS:



HNNNNNNG, CHIN. HNNNNNNNNNG.

Heeeeey, everybody, happy "you just lost an hour of your goddamn life" day! My apologies for the mildly drunken post I seem to have made last night; it was an accident, I assure you.

So first of all, a general cry for assistance to anyone on my flist with medical knowledge and/or personal experience with this: er. Supposing...I needed to mildly concuss a 9 year old in a story I'm working on...does anyone know how that would work? I mean, ideally she ends up released from the hospital and at home and her parents have to do that wake-her-up-at-intervals thing I hear you're supposed to do for the concussed, because the plot kind of...hinges on that happening. But can that even happen for kids, or are they always kept overnight if it's seriously enough for that? And also what *level* of a concussion would it be, aren't there grades of severity, and what symptoms accompany what grades? I've been trying to research it, and the internet--which either knows me too well for comfort or is secretly my mother--keeps coming back with things like "THIS IS HOW YOU KNOW YOU ARE CONCUSSED" and "ARE YOU FEELING FATIGUED? YOU'RE FEELING FATIGUED, AREN'T YOU, YOU LOOK TIRED. YOU SHOULD PROBABLY SEE A DOCTOR."

Which, you know, would be helpful if I'd suffered a head injury recently, but seeing as I haven't (knock on wood), I NEED YOU GUYS.

ETA: WOW, okay, you guys are fucking awesome. I've pretty much got a handle on this now--thanks especially to gollumgollum, who is both a nurse and a genius :D THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH, OH MY GOD, I DO NOT KNOW WHAT I WOULD DO WITHOUT YOU.

SECONDLY, IT'S TIME FOR A PICSPAM FOR PRETTY MUCH NO REASON AT ALL.

( Things I have confirmed for myself in putting this together: NEEDS MORE SHIRTLESS CHIN )

In conclusion, I've decided to start a new religion based around Scotty Caan wearing flannel. I'm going to call it "Hfksdfhsdkf Hnnnnnnng Scotty Caan Oh My Fucking God."



WHO'S WITH ME?