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rebecca black was right. Itâs Friday
actually have nothing funny or snarky to say about episode 5. this is just actually the most moving and heartwrenching television i've ever witnessed and it changed my life. it changed so many people's lives. sometimes i'm like the hr hype is lowkey a little too insane and then i watch this episode and i feel like the world writ large actually underreacted to how legendary this episode was. i too would actually soul bond with francois, hudson, and connor if i witnessed this live in the dead of winter.
like i'm sorry rr/tierney ate with this....... like the idea that someone else coming out being the impetous for you yourself taking a big leap of faith too is so like. what being gay and in a community is about. like you just literally don't know you aren't the only one if someone doesn't come out and do something so ridiculously brave. sorry i'm being so earnest about this because i'm writing this mid tears. like that thing jacob said about how scott's coming out needs to be outlandish and loud to contrast the like quiet and tender coming together of shane and ilya. the problem with this show is that it's literally that good.
call me a patron of the ass library the way I'm checking out that butt
Consider: Shane is the cens Car Guyâ˘ď¸. He really only does it for the rookies because he is busy. Sometimes he can be bargained with though.
But when the rookies, freshly of age, most in another country, and with MHL money, ask him to take them car shopping, heâs there. Heâs not letting some dealership rip off his rookies or put them in a dangerous shiny sports car.
Ilya, crucially, doesnât know this happens. He claims the rookies all got âShaneâs borning genesâ because of their practical cars with excellent safety ratings.
He ignores Shane who disowns their children (tells Ilya they are not biologically related to the rookies).
When someone finally slips up and Ilya finds out he is simultaneously 1. appalled that the rookies would not come to Ilya âcar enthusiastâ Rozanov 2. endeared that Shane takes such good care of their team 3. hard, imagining Shane negotiating with the car salesman, pushing up his glasses while reading over the paper work, test driving the carsâŚ
Itâs mostly that third one.
Imagine some 21 year old, frat boy looking rookie, who still has baby fat in their cheeks, being all caught up in the sale and the dealership guy is like this kid has more money than he knows what to do with and no knowledge about cars, Iâve got this locked.
And suddenly the kid looks at his phone and goes, âoh my uhâŚmy dad? Is in the area and wants to stop by real quick to hear about the car. Can you tell him everything?â
And the guy internally is like ugh damn okay well that might shave a couple thousand off but if his dad was well versed in cars or negotiations, he probably would have been here from the beginning so I can still make a great sale. And externally heâs like, âOf course! Iâd love to tell him about your excellent negotiation skills!â Just really hamming it up for the kid, who is beaming.
And the bell over the door to the showroom rings and the kid somehow lights up even more and the dealership guy turns around and fucking. Shane. Fucking. Hollander. walks in with his hands in his pockets, looking a little awkward but mostly just thoughtful. And the dealership guy is already thrown by having Ottawaâs number one hometown hero- the best, most well known player in the league and one half of the duo whose legendary rivalry turned love story and domination on the ice brought so many new eyes to the sport that Canadian hockey teams now have international fan bases more akin to Premier League soccer associations than their former designations as mostly regionally beloved teams whose fans rarely extend beyond North America - just waltzing into his work.
But heâs quickly recovering from his shock and he valiantly tries to hide his excitement and pretend to be only vaguely familiar with the hockey phenom so he doesnât lose control over this deal, and Hollander has a faint grin at first but the moment he starts laying out the numbers he gave the kid, a little wrinkle appears between Hollanderâs eyebrows. And the dealership guy only gets in about three numbers before Hollander is interrupting and asking for clarification and begins quietly but methodically ripping this sale to shreds with his pointed questions and unimpressed stares and targeted statistics.
And the dealership guy is just so confused because on one hand, he just had a twenty seven minute long conversation with Shane. Fucking. Hollander. And on the other hand, he just lost all momentum with that sale.
So by the time the kid is signing the paperwork, the dealership guy has gone from probably making a very hefty commission to damn near paying out of his own pocket for this sale. Because he even if he couldâve mustered up the courage to tell his cityâs hero âNoâ, he would have run into Hollanderâs seemingly infinite statistical knowledge of this one specific type of four door all terrain vehicle.
But he does get a picture with Shane Hollander and a second one with the rookie, just in case his name becomes almost as famous someday, and then the kid posts a selfie of him and Hollander driving his new car out of the lot and tags the dealership.
So at the end of the day, it isnât a total loss.
reblog if you too are bi and confused or support othersâ right to be bi and confused
thing is i dont think the heated rivalry fandom is uniquely bad its just Big. there's more bad apples bc theres More apples
itâs never a normal temperature anymore itâs always some fucking bullshit
and, look, Iâm not complaining, not at all, but this is why itâs very important to be abundantly clear and specific with your Etsy witch.
maybe if we keep speculating about mitch mcconnell more different repub senators will drop dead
Rewatched season one of Ted Lasso this weekend and realized that the reason I love the team dynamics in so many Centaurs-focused fics (and in the actual books) is because they really remind me of the joyful camaraderie and positive masculinity on the Richmond Greyhounds.
Like the team dynamics are so similar in many ways- professional players from diverse backgrounds playing for a not-historically-great team, getting into silly shenanigans, running into mostly lighthearted misunderstandings, forming really genuine friendships, embracing and accepting queerness?
The character parallels are also really easy to find when you start to look for them. Thereâs Colin, going from one of Jamieâs followers who bullies Nate, to accepting and loving himself and coming out to his team. That screams Troy in some ways, but he also parallels Ilya, the way he loves fast cars and name brands and going out in the early seasons and how once we get to know him better we learn he truly hates having to hide the person he loves from his friends and it starts to wear on him and strain his other friendships. Jamieâs arc could also arguably parallel Troyâs in some respects, as the asshole with the shitty, demanding, piece of shit father whose abuse prevented him from embracing his true self for a long time. (Reading that sentence back, I guess he also really aligns with Ilya as well.)
Keeley, a brilliant awesome character handling promotions and PR management and being accepted as part of the team without being a player is awfully similar to Harris. She also adds a bit of sunshine and warmth that I think also fits with Harris. Luca and Dani Rojas, younger players who bring youthful energy to the team and are considered ones to watch because they have so much unseen potential. Bood and Isaac, the captains who step in when the previous/actual captain is not there, both simultaneously excellent leaders while also embracing and often encouraging the sillier, more whimsical shenanigans. Wyatt is kind of a combination of Zoreaux, as a goalie who is an essential lynchpin for the team and sometimes adds a bit of goofiness to the dynamics (and who also provide a hilarious line in one of the funniest scenes in their respective stories), and Sam, a kind, genuine, and consistently open minded character whose confidence grows alongside his skills.
Roy Kent is obviously Scott Hunter because heâs a million years old.
Iâm paying to force seven thousand strangers to see a photo of my late husband having fun with his dog. Tumblr Blaze is totally worth it. XD
Thank-you to all of my new Internet stranger friends for being so gracious about having my post shoved onto your dashboards. I loved reading all of your kind tags and comments! Both Martin and Bosco have been gone for several years now but for 24 hours, they felt very present in my life. I greatly appreciate this gift. â¤ď¸
Reblog to have your dashboard be visited by the spirit of joy that death can end but not erase.
Thank you to everyone who commented in their tags or messaged me. Indeed, today is âMartin and Bosco Dayâ. I originally whimsically blazed this photo on 13 July 2022. I never expected Martin and Bosco to travel so far and make so many new friends. The experience has been such a gift for me.
Lord knows that the United States has and continues to commit atrocities. I can't justify that. And the current political situation here is scary as hell. But I love this place. I love the Atlantic Ocean and New York City and the Pacific Northwest. I love my Blue Ridge Mountains with my whole entire heart. I love cardinals and mockingbirds and kudzu and possums and black rat snakes and the way the woods smell in the mornings.Â
I love that Americans are known for complimenting strangers. I love that we fry everything, and that we do it well. I love 12-foot-high plastic Halloween skeletons in peopleâs yards and tacky Christmas lights that stay up too long. I love that we are an unabashedly goofy people.
I love bluegrass music. I love stepping. I love that there are always folklorico dancers in my townâs Mardi Gras parade. I love that my town has a Mardi Gras parade, even though most people here arenât Catholic or French and didnât grow up with any kind of Carnivale tradition. I love that if "Livin On A Prayer" comes on a pizzeria, at least one person at each table won't be able to stop themselves from singing along. I love that the middle school gym shakes to the rafters when families cheer for THEIR baby finishing eighth grade and that they bring balloons and bouquets and flower garlands to celebrate.
I love the 80 year old couple at our local No Kings protest. I love all the little kids there with their families, too. I love the brass band that always shows up at protests here and plays old union songs and gospel music. I cry like a damn baby every time I hear âLift Evâry Voice and Sing.â
This country is horrible and selfish and destructive, but itâs also wonderful and kind and full of people loving and fighting and trying to make things better. And the people saying that thereâs only one kind of real American, and that if you donât look like they do or talk like they do or think like they do, then you donât count, those people can go pound sand. Iâm as real American as they come, and those people arenât the only ones who get to love our country.
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why must female led superhero movies be exceptional. why can't they just be good. like legit i'm sick of it. supergirl is fun and good i enjoyed it and that's all you fuckers are getting out of me. go see it.
A collection of some of my favorite posts about the unexpected death of Lindsay Graham and the current Mitch McConnell/Shrodingerâs cat situation:
First, my favorite post of the day:
Next, a tasteful range of jokes:
And finally, one that fits neatly into the venn diagram of my current top interests, Heated Rivalry and (unfortunately) US politics:
not even allowed to push someone now in this perfect world sorry to all the perfect brothers and sisters out there
ilya voice inshallah they find him