Not everyone thinks of dog, there’s a bit of a bell curve.
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What else do there Pavlov?
I thought of the VR shooter Pavlov shack first.
at which end of the curve resides the bellends?
That’s pretty normal. Like, less than sigma.
So Pavlov was sitting in a bar, having a nice cold beer. As the next person came in, the door caused a bell to ring. Pavlov panics: “Oh no! I forgot to feed the dog!”
Pavlov is the Dr, not the dog.
What? Yeah, I know. A dog sitting at a bar having a beer would be a different joke. Read my joke again.
I know, I’m trying to make the Frankenstein joke
If you watch the movie, you’ll see that the real monster is Dr Frankenstein.
The real doctor is the monsters we met along the way.
Actually Frankenstein was the incense scent
Next you’ll be telling me that Schrödinger wasn’t a cat
How can you know if he was or if he wasn’t a cat?
i actually think of a bell. sometimes i think of drool.
My daughter was watching Bluey the other day, and Bingo wanted some “Pavlova”. I immediately thought it was some reference to them all being dogs and Pavlov.
Nope. Turns out it’s actually a dessert named after a Russian ballerina that originated in either New Zealand or Australia in the early 20th century.
I think if any Australians see you you are in deep trouble!
I only knew of the Australian connection by reading the last continent
Is Pavlova a national Australian treasure or something? Wikipedia seems unsure as to whether it originated in New Zealand or Australia.
That’s not what pavlovian conditioning is though??
I’ve retrained on Pavlov’s cat
I always think of the VR game these days
I once read that reverse pavlovianism is the application of saliva to a dog’s mouth in the attempt to ring a bell.
I think of a VR-only shooter where all the kids try to climb on me because I’m usually the tallest motherfucker in the game.
Wife forget his name the other day…
‘the Russian dude. Poblob. Polbob… Palbob… The dog guy.’ ‘oh pavlov’ ‘yeah whatever, close enough’
Pob Loblaw’s Dog Blog
That’s just how words work
I think of Pavlov’s Daughter
Why is my mouth watering?
Nine nine!
