well, sorry mate — switched to 8 machine guns
That’s still 8 for 9 lives.
One machine gun is one action.
Now they’re on equal footing.
I know what you’re thinking. “Did he die 8 times, or only seven?” Well to tell the truth, in all the confusion, I kinda lost track myself. You’ve gotta ask yourself one question: “Do I feel lucky?” Well, do you punk?
Unless they are fucking muskets. No, octopus has plenty of bullets.
Cat just needs one solid killshot to win.
Octopus needs nine solid killshots to win.
I suspect that the cat has a higher chance of success than the octopus although I will admit I have not Done The Math on that probability.
*maths
Cat just needs one solid killshot to win.
Cat might need three, if we are going off the assumption that it needs to take out all three hearts. Although I think octopi have one “brain” type organ
Lots of their “brain” is effectively spread through the tentacles, its like a mythic hydra
*tentacle (sorry)
8<9 kinda looks like a wide eyed person licking their lips
Fuck. Now that’s all I see.
Unless that cat is German or Italian or Brazilian, Spanish, Egyptian and a bunch of other countries where cats have less than nine lives and that octopus will have bullets to spare.
Wait is the cat with nine lives trope an American thing???
cats having 9 lives is pretty popular around the wotld, but so are 6 and 7
When Shakespeare mentioned it in Romeo and Juliet it was already old. The proverb “a cat has nine lives, for three he plays, for three he strays, and for three he stays” is older than the USA. Nine is often seen as an magic/auspicious number in Anglo-Saxon culture, which the US is very influenced by.
The multiple lives thing goes back to the ancient Egyptians, who believed cats were divine creatures and were incarnations of the goddess Bastet (who had the power to reincarnate herself nine times). The Bastet link makes me think that nine is the “right” number of lives.
Some places the cat has 6 lives. In Canada the cat has 12 lives, each life is represented by an easter egg because the Canadian easter bunny is a cat. A cat named bunny.
How high was the person that decided this, and how much higher were the people who agreed ‘a bunny, that is a cat, named bunny… yes’?
Where in Canada? Never heard of it, and I always assumed english canadians would follow the US on that kind of things.
I assume it’s a Salam Mass thing.
