Since I saw that primates have a sense of humor, things like this don’t surprise me as much, because it’s not like they’re similar to us, it’s that we are very similar to them. It’s natural to share many traits.

More pragmatically, time travel for a casual party would be risky because you’re carrying germs many generations apart. Time travelers would wear full-body suits or risk dramatically altering history. They could not drink or eat anything.

Imagine your time machine has spiders at the time of your arrival, because it had a small defect that grew into an opening after several years.

“Ha ha, I can’t see anything, but it seems like time travel tickles”

For USAians, a fifth of a kilogram is 200 grams, almost two quarter pounder burgers.

Unhand at once me you filthy dry-skinned ape!

How dare you add common sense to our imaginary and greatly embellished struggles!

The audacity of this guy, I almost died of Asperger!

That’s when you hurriedly plant milkweed and force the monarchs to begin their migration immediately from your backyard, while you bathe in fruit juice.

I thought “crash your glucose instantly” would be understood as hypoglycemia, but English is not my native language.

I’m sure an experienced medic in an emergency could work with it somehow, but for the rest of us living in civilization, insulin that has been outside their recommended temperature range is very dangerous.

Long-acting insulin has crystals that dissolve at body temperature over time, hence it can gradually release insulin over hours. If you break or dissolve those crystals by freezing/thawing/overwarming, the best scenario would be that it became fast-acting insulin, and it would crash your glucose instantly on injection of your usual dose. The worst scenario is that it no longer acts like insulin.

Excuse me, but that’s like saying “my sex is 20x10x10x10”. The combinations are still in the thousands even if you use different notation. It’s like representing male/female as 0/1 and saying it only uses one bit, but everyone still hast to remember the name and expectations associated with that bit.

A sentient species with so many sex combinations would not bother to name each one, or attach specific sociocultural traits to all of them. Humans, for example, know like 10-20k words, passing sex ed would be like reaching master level in a foreign language. It would be a tag with less meaning, like age, height, or blood type are.

It is believed fingerbois used their long, flexible fingers as whips to scare predators.

I’m in awe of your statistical operations on mammals.

One light year is 9.4607379e+15 meters, so there’s a power of 10 that could give us a unit of length close to 94 cm. That would not be as arbitrary.

But fuck me if we discover the speed of light in a vacuum has not been constant along the history of the universe, the c would be an awful base for cosmic distance, or very long term science.

But don’t worry, humanity doesn’t look like it will exist long enough to do very long term science.

Holy cow, it’s a 70s franchise, but I misremembered, even though I watched dubs in the 80s! Technically it’s a 60s franchise because it was born in 1969.

I don’t know. Seeing how modern shows like Foundation, The Witcher, or Star Trek Discovery, to name a few, have gratuitously walked over their own canon, I can understand how the producers thought Velma was a good idea for a new Scooby Doo show.

It was never about Scooby Doo. IIRC, this was supposed to be an original show, but latching it to a successful 90s franchise must have looked like a sure money maker.

Edit: did some fact checking, this was a theory. The show actually was an unfortunate reimagining of Scooby Doo since its inception.

You ignoramus. This is what allows us artistic geniuses to freely unleash our gifts to the world, what we call “creative liberty”.

An insignificant thing like being wrong should not stop our creative juices from flowing unabashed.

The next question I’d expect from a little kid would be “why is your hair long?”.

And another why, and another, and another…

If my species had 20K sexes, sex wouldn’t be an essential part of my identity. It would be like my fingerprints being part of my personality.

Isn’t the pineapple sweet enough that sugar could be omitted?