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Heed the call of adventure and enter Dimension 20 where Game Master Brennan Lee Mulligan, joined by comedians and pro gamers, blends comedy
Full respect to the person who signed me up for Donald Trump's email list, thereby signing me up for America's Right Wing Pillow Company (????) emails.
Like, I assume you hate me, and you made me feel that hate. I have had a lot of haters through the years, but you absolutely stand out for your filthiness.
This is gonna surprise you, but when you try to unsubscribe from Trump fundraising emails, Trump does not take you off his list?
Like, who could have imagined that this particular President would show such a fundamental disrespect for unsubscribe requests.
As cosmetic procedures become both more invisible and more extreme, our connection to reality is fraying.
I thought this was a great essay; and it has a hell of of a kicker:
It would be ideal, maximally profitable, for the tech and beauty industries if the gaze that emerges from the face learns to seek nothing but its own reflection, and if the gaze that looks at the face learns to stop seeking anything strictly human at all.
People have overused Catholic Guilt to the point they cannot recognize the clear and haunting Protestant Shame in front of their eyes. that character Knows they could have worked harder
#catholic guilt: we know it's inescapable/can only be mitigated #protestant shame: they think they can overcome it if they just do it better than anyone ever has before #it's a subtle difference but an important one (@tjalexandernyc)
You are given a short-lived curse in which you have a song stuck in your head for a week. On the bright side, you get to pick the song. Which do you choose?
So I saw this cross my dash, and...well, listen, I've never even seen Heated Rivalry, but I do know how to write Elizabethan pastiche, and this is nowhere near satisfactory to me, so:
HOLLANDER:
Come thou with me unto my country place.
A rustic spot it is, secluded quite
From view of any man. Thou'lt spend the summer,
And there shall Rumor's thousand tongues* be still'd,
And there shall Envy's eye be seeléd up**,
That nor the one shall speak of what we do,
Nor shall the other stain us with her curse.
And yet I know thou think'st on Muscovy,
On public sufferance, not on privy joy.
I tell thee, sweet, 'twould all be out of view,
As secret and as dark as is the bone
Muzzled in flesh, if only thou wouldst come.
ROZANOV:
Thou know'st I cannot.
HOLLANDER:
Even for a week,
A fortnight, even, hid beside the lake.
If thou dost cherish me...
ROZANOV:
Perhaps. Perhaps.
Notes:
*The allegorical figure of Rumor was portrayed as covered in many tongues, with which it spread...well, rumors.
** "Seeling" was an old falconry technique in which the bird's eyes were sewn shut with thread to prevent it from distraction while being trained.
they should invent a high ponytail that doesn’t give me a headache and they should invent a low ponytail that doesn’t make me look like a miller’s apprentice going off to enlist in the continental army
people often forget that characters lie all the time and while the concept of big dick ilya is fun and sexy, it is infinitely funnier to imagine shane, who is intimately familiar with ilya’s respectable six inch cock, pulling out a tape measure when he gets home after the infamous “nine inch dick” text exchange, measuring out nine inches, and just thinking to himself