Memoirs of An Angelic Demon

[ellewantsrevenge]

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[charlesoberonn]

"Duck Dodgers in the 24 and 1/2th Century" is a famous example of a Looney Tunes parody that outlived the relevance of the thing it was parodying (Buck Rogers in the 25th Century) but it's not even the only one.

The character of Foghorn Leghorn was a parody of Senator Claghorn, a character from the 1940s radio show The Fred Allen Show.

[quasi-normalcy]

TV Tropes calls this the Weird Al effect, named for the number of kids who don't recognize certain older pop songs, but do their Weird Al parodies. Another very famous example is Cervantes's "Don Quixote", which is a parody of a genre of chivalric romances that no one but mediaevalists really read anymore.

[solar-sunnyside-up]

So I've talked about little libraries and pantries to death but this Lil guy popped up in my area recently and it's blown my mind

So I went to the website on the door and it's basically the same thing as free little library where you can pay for a box from them to get it installed OR Build one yourself

[trattenbach]

Happy Battle Against Richard Nixon's Immortal Soul Saturday

[teaboot]

I’m not Christian, I don’t go to church anymore, and my pastor died, but when he was alive I’d sometimes go to his sermons and I remember one time he said “it feels good to hate, but we know that it isn’t allowed, so when we’re told that we’re allowed to hate someone we get so excited that we forget we’re supposed to love”, and if my humble atheist ass might borrow some church talk I’d like to perhaps submit that

[teaboot]

Anyhow sometimes on the day to day I feel disgust or revulsion and I have to ask myself “is this a danger to anyone at all or am I just looking for something I’m allowed to hate” and a solid 98/100 times it’s the latter so once again thank you pastor D

[kosmogrl]

you’ll be fine. you made it out of impossible situations before and you will do it again

[kosmogrl]

ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME? YOU WILL DO IT AGAIN.

[wewerealltoblame]

did you know that Friday 13th was meant to be a really good lucky day meant for fucking because it was dedicated to Freyja, the goddess of love and fertility and the patron goddess of Fridays

but then Christianity found out about it and were like “Fucking???? outside of marriage????? NO NO NO!!!” and decided it was a horrible terrible bad unlucky day and you need to be super careful of everything you do in case you die or some shit.

so thanks Christians for ruining everyone’s fucking fun

[greatlordfluffernutter]

Petition to bring back Friday the FUCKteenth.

[goodgamegrumps]

[nil-the-glitch]

Happy fuckteenth

[notaplaceofhonour]

girl unhinge ur jaw

[notaplaceofhonour]

UNCLENCH. I MEANT UNCLENCH

[the-spoopy-ghost-of-raejin99]

[professionalchaoticdumbass]

[thelawfulchaotic]

Climate control at the public defender’s office is an iffy proposition. (Please understand that this is a completely modern office building with no readily apparent problems.) Every six months, it becomes unlivable, due to the heat breaking in winter or the AC breaking in summer. I’ve been in this jurisdiction more than a year now and I’ve seen 3 of these climate control events.

Couple weeks ago, in the ice storm, the heat went out at the public defender and we had to stay out of the office in single digit weather. Last year when this happened, the maintenance installed huge refrigerator size robots in several offices attached with accordion tubes to some kind of apparatus in the ceiling. This time, they brought two (2) smaller dog-size robot creatures with very heavy power cords that create an astonishing amount of heat.

One of which is outside my office.

It went from frigid to baking hot instantaneously.

Very quickly, I was out there trying to turn it down. There were two ambiguously labeled dials on the back and I fussed with them both.

This devious sabotage broke the dog heater. The somewhat disreputable (but in this case completely innocent) guy in the office next door was immediately warned not to do it again.

(Yes, I took credit, I wasn’t about to let him be the hero the office deserved.)

Today the temperature outside has risen so it was easily 100 degrees in my office. I announced on the chat that I was going to sabotage again. A paralegal seconded the motion. By the time I got outside, the disreputable guy was already on it, fussing with the knobs that supposedly break it. Gave him a thumbs up and sent an ambiguous message on the chat neither denying nor confirming who took Direct Action.

It’s blowing roughly room temperature (again, ~100 degree) heat now. It’s an improvement.

While it’s been here, my fluid consumption has been up by about an extra 80%. My contact lenses are in hell. I have a sentencing hearing in an hour and a half and nothing written. God bless the sixth amendment.

[thelawfulchaotic]

I have just been informed that, mysteriously, the heater down the hall has also broken. Bad equipment I tell you. Anyway I didn’t see shit.

[thelawfulchaotic]

Everyone is thanking me.

There are two lessons from this.

1) If you create a machine that keeps going forever without stopping, it WILL break. And the “going constantly” will be the direct cause of it breaking.

2) Lawyers don’t like things just designed to constantly spit out hot air and nothing else

[memewhore]

[mortimermcmirestinks]

bud this isn't from 10 years ago this is from almost 20 years ago

[gluecookie]

happy 19th anniversary to freecupholder.exe

[resplendentri]

HAPPY 20TH ANNIVERSARY TO FREECUPHOLDER.EXE

[rajingdragon]

SPINOSAURUS DAY FUCK YEAH !!!

[a-dinosaur-a-day]

Okay this is really funny bc I scheduled Spinosaurus for today bc it’s my spouse’s favorite dinosaur and it’s my spouse’s birthday but I’m laughing at your tags bc I don’t know many ppl who enjoy coheed and cambria other than my spouse and now apparently you so

Extremely funny, fascinating coincidence, thank you for sharing

[rajingdragon]

Happy birthday to your spouse!

Please tell them they have amazing taste in music and dinosaurs

[a-dinosaur-a-day]

My spouse says thank you and excellent :D

[cherrypikkins]

all these clothing stores with their 'boyfriend shirts', 'boyfriend hoodies', 'boyfriend sweatpants', 'boyfriend shorts' - every two minutes someone's poor boyfriend is being divested of his clothes for resale and left cold and naked and confused somewhere

[depsidase]

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

My father is a classic layabout lazy bastard. He's the guy that people try to stereotype people on benefits as when they call them "dole bludgers". Sits in a filthy house all day whining that his wife won't clean it up, gets a great idea for a new business every few months and gives up after two weeks when it becomes clear that starting a business is hard, does everything he can to avoid doing a single scrap of work in life, uselessly drags his feet when the government forces him to actually do some.

Or at least, he was, until about three years ago, when he was sent off to do mandatory Work for the Dole at a volunteer organisation. He'd done a lot of Work for the Dole in the past, of course, and like most people who are forced to do a shitty job under the threat of starvation, was neither enthusiastic nor particularly useful. But in this particular place, he was given a job that he could do better than anyone else (he was one of 2 men working with a legion of elderly women, and the only person able to easily haul around the heavy goods that the organisation works with). He quickly found himself with a job he could understand, he could see the clear utility in, and that his coworkers greatly valued him for. He started arriving on time every day, putting in the effort, getting shit done. He started caring about the results. And when his Work for the Dole time was up, he kept volunteering.

He's one of two people paid to work in that warehouse now (the other person being the manager), and he's a lynchpin of activity there, their sole regular and reliable source of physical labour. When he takes holidays, they have to plan around it, because his consistent hard work has become such a critical asset to their work. And he's not taking nearly as many holidays as he should -- he works extra unpaid hours, lifts loads that are somewhat heavier than he should be lifting, shoulders the work of others when they need breaks, and we all have to urge him to take more days off for his health since he's not a young man any more. For my entire life this man has been a pile of old mud in the shape of a human, and the instant he found a job that fulfils his needs, he won't fucking stop. He's gonna die in that warehouse and die happy.

[brightlotusmoon]

[crabussy]

how come they make you reinvent the concept of dinner every evening. I have to make dinner come true every evening like some kind of unpaid genie intern

[alethianightsong]

Ok, so in the original Bram Stoker novel, sunlight is not lethal to Dracula. He just loses most of his powers. I'm bringing this up cuz I want a horror comedy where the hero, sensing dawn, tears off the curtains as a last-ditch effort only to have the vampire go "Aw shit, there goes most of my fancy powers. Guess I'll have to beat your ass the old-fashioned way" then proceeds to just deck the hero cuz a vampire at half-strength is still a fucking vampire.

[aetherograph]

Last ten minutes of the movie is the vampire just beating the shit out of everyone to I'm Walkin On Sunshine. I would watch this.

[trellanyx]

Alternatively -

Hero: Ha! You have no powers!

Vampire:

[ow-my-skin]

[supreme-leader-stoat]

*looking at the photo* "There's weed in those isn't there."

*checks*

[square-enix]

thinking about when i started disco elysium, i was really lost as to how to get out of the starting room and eventually had to ask friends for help. i was completely bewildered because nobody i asked could explain why i was having so much trouble leaving the room. everyone claimed that the room had a door, but it just looked like an isolated hotel room bounded by a black void to me. i wound up slowly trudging around interacting with everything in the room and eventually died to the ceiling fan. i had been expecting the game to be kind of avant-garde and cerebral, so i kept an open mind and kept trying, desperately hoping to find some profundity in my fruitless search for a door that everyone insisted was there. only later did i learn that the game wasn’t meant to run on a 2011 imac and the door to the room hadn’t rendered