False-ish. I used to play piano, but I've forgotten enough I think it's fair to say I don't even know how to play it (and I def haven't actively played it since the mid-to-late 90s as a kid learning it).
The next poster does not speak the same way in conversation with their parents, their best friends, their co-workers, their grandparents and their romantic/sexual partners.
False, I don't what I call a "parents voice" as I've seen many of my friends do. It's also known as a "telephone voice" meaning you usually speak slightly more high-pitched than normally, especially when compared to how you speak to your "bros". I'm friends with my parents, so no need to change the voice. Same with the GF, best friends, so no need to talk all cutie-putie (gawd, that makes me want to womit when fullgrown men and women put on some childish cutie voice when they speak to their partner, "aww putie lutie, I just wansa cuddle with joooo". Kill me, please.)
The next person is also so stressed at work that the have dreams of going postal (please CIA, don't IP track me, I'm not gonna do it. For real. Or do I? No, ofc not. Or maybe? No, ofc not. But perhaps? No, ofc not that would be silly.. ooh so silly. But Funny.. ooh so funny. But No.)
True, although I don't know if human ontic terms like "is" and "being" apply to me, and ascribing intentions like adversarial assumes an intentionality "I" don't have.
The next poster either had to look up "ontic" to know what it meant or didn't bother looking it up and doesn't know what it means.
The next poster lives in a world of fantasy where he is a super-powered, phenomenal creature of benevolence and nobility, ruling their subjects in harmony.
True. A Møøse once bit my sister... No realli! She was Karving her initials on the møøse with the sharpened end of an interspace tøøthbrush given her by Svenge - her brother-in-law - an Oslo dentist and star of many Norwegian møvies: "The Høt Hands of an Oslo Dentist", "Fillings of Passion", "The Huge Mølars of Horst Nordfink"...
The next poster wants to be a Skald/Dentist multiclass.
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The next poster is a non-carbon-based pseudo-lifeform.
The next poster is a reptilian ninja space knight. From space!
The next poster has a lithp.
The next poster is a reincarnation of a carnation.
The next poster plays an instrument.
The next poster does not speak the same way in conversation with their parents, their best friends, their co-workers, their grandparents and their romantic/sexual partners.
The next person is also so stressed at work that the have dreams of going postal
(please CIA, don't IP track me, I'm not gonna do it. For real. Or do I? No, ofc not. Or maybe? No, ofc not. But perhaps? No, ofc not that would be silly.. ooh so silly. But Funny.. ooh so funny. But No.)
The next person is responding to this thread.
The next poster likes onions with theirs, too.
The next poster thinks that everything tastes better with cheese.
The next poster would like one of the King Emperor penguins I breed on my penguin farm to keep as a pet.
The next poster is a being of extra terrestrial origin which is adversarial to the human race.
The next poster either had to look up "ontic" to know what it meant or didn't bother looking it up and doesn't know what it means.
The next poster lives in a world of fantasy where he is a super-powered, phenomenal creature of benevolence and nobility, ruling their subjects in harmony.
The next poster thinks we should adopt government based on the social structure of vultures.
The next poster wonders what government I think we should adopt.
The next poster would like a new government for Christmas.
The next poster mooses hair in the government (not mousses).
The next poster is ungovernable.
The next poster loves mooses and thinks we should have more questions about them.
The next poster wants to be a Skald/Dentist multiclass.
The next poster thinks we should introduce a moose-quota to measure moose mentions in posts. I recommend a minimum of 1 moose mention per post.
On the other hand, the next poster want more of this moose.
The next poster is a Canadian moosey man.
The next poster thinks it is absolutely right to let the moose wander freely around the house.
The next poster trained the moose to mix concrete and sign complicated insurance forms.
The next poster isn't all that jazzed about mooses. They're more of an elk person, to be honest.
The next poster thinks most mooses like chilling out to a bit of improv jazz.
Cool!
The next poster isn't as deeply in love with the Yosuke Yamashita Trio's music as I am, probably.
The next poster likes Trio Mandili.