I was alone in the art room and had the thought “I wonder how many stools I can get over my head” Long story short i got stuck and the class walked in to me pathetically trying to wriggle out without being knocked over
Every single person who talks about ‘haha Egyptian curses’ as if they were some supernatural beings (or, possibly, aliens) and not just black people who were good at building owes me $10
*ding ding ding* Spooky PoC culture trope for $500 Alex
like seriously can we get some “I’m scared of the Romans” posts up in here because if ever there were a group of bastards who WOULD put a curse on anything that couldn’t be nailed down…
I was once present when a lead curse tablet was excavated and it was some dude cursing whomever had stolen his favourite cloak. He’d stabbed the lead it many times.
Then there was an addendum that said that he revoked the curse because no one stole it, it was his mother who’d taken it for washing.
and also incredibly practical so WAY less likely to curse you and leave that up to whatever god/karma/crazy random happenstance and far MORE likely to just whack you over the head with a bowl.
I work in a museum featuring the Roman Baths from when the Romans first landed in England in 43 AD and we’ve found lead curses where someone’s stolen their clothes from the apodyterium (changing room) and they hope Sulis Minerva pulls their brains out through their ears.
Romans are dramatic little shits that get upset over the slightest inconvenience.
I looked through the comments, and this one was gold.
Fear the Romans not the Egyptians, kids. FEAR THEM
one time I had this dream that I logged on to amazon and my account had like negative four trillion dollars because i accidentally bought the city of Paris
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