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Chainsaw and a skylight. A big one too, like one of these
And yeah, yeah, I’ve heard they are a pain to maintain and break easily. I don’t care, I’ll fix it every week if that means I get a balcony and fresh air every day.
You want a sawzall, not a chainsaw. The former is a precision cutting tool, the latter is for arboreal maintenance.
I want a wrecking ball since that would be more fun and destructive, but ok.
you know you want the destructive option
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Also a chainsaw cuts chains, while a sawzall isn’t called a sawzmost.
Ah yes, that would make sense.
I’m over here thinking like a firefighter trying to ventilate a roof, not like a contractor trying to install a window.
I thought it was for c sections…
No, the C in C-sections stands for sCissors.
Ha after reading this article I now get your reply
It’s a weird history https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chainsaw
This link is more interesting https://allthatsinteresting.com/why-were-chainsaws-invented
Dont tell me what I want!
Just…uhh…move to a place that has a balcony?
I guess I’d put up some tarps to prevent the inevitable blood splatter from staining the walls and floor?
The blood splatter is the decoration.
That’s not a fan, it’s a head slicer
It’s a hedge trimmer
Yeah, decorate it just with a tremendous amount of dark red paint, spattered away from the fan, heaviest in the fan corner
Cannabis plants and grow lights
Reminds me of my high school buddy who was in a family with 8 kids. Every closet in that house became a bedroom.
Sex ed was that bad huh
What ru talking about? THey were clearly good at it.
No Netflix, only chill.
That must explain why boomers had so many kids, no netflix means all they could do was chill
The Kids Who Lived.
I would start by adding some fake blood stains around the fan
I came here to specifically say this.
Fake?
with a bucket, a mop, a broom and dust pan, a shelf with some bottles of Windex and Soft Scrub and other S.C. Johnson® products, a stack of furnace filters against one wall and the front one always falls over, and probably a vacuum.
And an illustrated book about birds.
Get an artist to paint an airplane crashing through the ceiling and make the propeller the fan.
Here for the airplane angle too Got enchanted by the forest suggestion…so aircraft crashing in a forest!
I was thinking high stake tie-rack, but this one is better
Add some slanted flooring and decorate the whole room at the same angle as the fan.
Then take psychedelics and lock yourself in.
Add a bit of a Dazzle paint scheme…
The weiling fan is decoration enough
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That poor fan is just waiting to tear itself apart.
Why don’t you turn on the fan then lock the door, and call it “the Schrodinger’s room”. Quantum mechanics says that after a while, the fan is both functioning and broken, spinning in an endless dance of probability.
You will likely hear the fan tear itself apart from outside of the room, such an event is absolutely loud enough to be heard from outside the door, plus the fact that the little bits of fan that are left afterwards will probably continue spinning and likely bumping into the ceiling (if it’s hanging from the wires).
If a fan falls in a closed room but nobody is around to hear it, did it make a sound?
What was that noise from upstairs? Probably a murderer!
Is the noise it would make
Yeah, I am very sure the bearings on a fan are not designed to withstand side loads
I wouldn’t bother.
I’m not sure who needs to know this, but they make angled mounting kits for ceiling fans.
This isn’t that type of situation. This room is not meant to be right. It is where only wrong exists. There is a litany of people who allowed this room to exist and they all knew what should have been, but they all allowed this space to come to pass.
This room is meant to not be, but has allowed to be because it is forsaken by the collective creation of humanity.
Enclose it and make a secret door to enter.
I call it the depression portal.
