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pjackk

Damn! i want mintchimp icecreamo

homophobla

Omg pjackk you're back!!

homophobla

HUH??? pjackk was just unbanned and then immediately banned again!?

neptuneswaves

tonysopranoproskater69420

irish-american chan and pjackk starring in a remake of the iron giant

themainspoon

"Do u fujk with you staying and I going???"

beesmygod

You will never be locked and loaded. You will never say "uhh in English please?!" to an egghead. You will never have a team. You will never knock out a guard with one punch. You will never rappel down anything

grrlmusic

Minami Gessel

chameliyun

just tried to reference the xkcd "today's lucky 10,000" comic but I wanted to explain xkcd first, so I was like "you probably know the one about experts in the field overestimating their audience's familiarity with the subject matter" and uh. he didn't. love me some irony

w0nderland42

i get that americans love their cultural imperialism, but it really does piss me off that june is “international” pride month just because something happened in the united states.

in aotearoa, june isn’t our pride, it’s theirs. marsha p johnson and sylvia rivera are their historical figures, not ours. the phrase that “you owe your rights to Black trans women” is true there, but here we owe our rights to (mostly) Māori historical figures. i have the freedoms i do because of the legacy of an entirely different set of people operating in an entirely different context at entirely different times.

But because of american cultural imperialism, most queer people in Aotearoa don’t even know our own queer history. Carmen Rupe, Ngahuia Te Awekotuku, the Dorian Society, Gillian Laundon, Georgina Beyer, and the Wolfenden Association are some of our queer history. We should know their names! we should know what they did for us! but because of the power of the american imperial machine, we don’t.

our national pride month should be july, the month that the Homosexual Law Reform Act passed in 1986. our two largest cities hold their pride festivals in february and march, respectively. american queer history has very little (or nothing, depending on who you ask) to do with our queer history. anecdotally, from my own queries, queer youth in aotearoa know more about american queer history than our own.

anyway, happy pride, americans. i’m truly sorry that most of you don’t see the negative impact your nation’s culture has on the rest of the world. and to the rest of the world reading this, try searching for your own country and culture’s queer history, don’t accept the american narratives as your own. we deserve our own histories divorced from the cultural hegemony of the USA.

bloodsadx

when ur like 5 or 6 a not insignificant amount of your time is spent fucking with wood chips. like those are your homies. they smell bad when it rains and sometimes people throw them at you or just in general. everybody knows that one kid who has a favorite wood chip. i don't know if that's true i don't fuck with being 5 or 6 at this point in my life anymore. but it feels like stuff like that used to happen. but then one day u don't mess with them at all anymore. the alternative to a woodchip when ur a kid is sometimes like weird asphalt foam stuff that is slightly colorful and gets too hot. where does all of that stuff go? it gets chemically turned into cardboard boxes that contain things like "door dash orders" and "100 copies of the new nintendo game". there's kids out there right now eating wood chips. or like sometimes a wood chip would get into a place where a wood chip wasn't supposed to go: such as, the bathroom, or maybe even, the class room. you gotta think about stuff like, does the principal of a school, call the wood chip place? i need some wood chips down here? or like a church? when i was a kid i imagined there was some sort of playground manufacturing position and maybe a hard hat government employee would come and he would handle all of the wood chips forever. but by like the 6th year of a school's life time it might be safe to assume any singular wood chip has been inside of at least half of the school's mouth. what if you took a wood chip home and did weird stuff with it? that's just the kind of possibilities that are extant in wood chips, and i'm afraid not a single person is going to think about any of this stuff in as soon as 100 years.

bloodsadx

if we're getting into Why do woodchips exist it's like. we're cutting down trees all the time and we have just all this fucking garbage shit that doesn't matter for anything useful and some Other guy was like Oh i got it we're gonna have children be in a pile of wood debris all day. but then it's a question of like, who was the first guy there? did a guy at a paper company invent this? ok imagine Mr. Paper brings his son to work like in there will be blood and a tree falls on him LOL. no don't imagine that. Mr. Paper brings his son to work and his son is fucking around in a big pile of woodchips and hes like. my word. i can sell all of this fucking garbage to schools. i've just saved the company. or even a Second guy, Mr. Playgrounds, was like, well if i want to mail premanufactured playgrounds everywhere in america by november (playground season), i need to create something dirtlike but which isn't dirt, for some fucking reason, why would Mr. Playgrounds collude with Mr. Paper in this way?, to fill all my special playgrounds. is the actual idea of wood chips that because they're like loose they're not going to hurt a kid as bad if they fall off the monkey bars? because wood chips fucking hurt. you can get like a sharp woodchip and probably kill someone with it. somebody, somewhere, is doing something crazy to obfuscate the purpose of woodchips, in order to save their bottom line.

bloodsadx

this is what im saying, people have wood chip memories. this is gonna be huge in 10 years, people are gonna go back to their playground from when they were a kid and they're gonna find their favorite woodchip from when they were a kid and like frame it and be like that's my slime, that's Chippy, my fucking wood chip from when i was 8. that's gonna be super normal. when ur like 5 or 6 woodchips are like top 10 things you care about. if anything it's weird people aren't already doing this. like are zoomers the first Woodchip Generation? here's an idea for satire writers: in the new season of "The Boys", instead of Woodchips filling playgrounds, it's going to be Fucking Bullet Casings. that'd be twisted. but it feels like the same thing. what is a wood chip but the bullet casing of cutting down trees. and when you get down to it, what the fuck is a public school but a place that buys a bunch of fucking wood byproducts? the little perforated rippable edge of college ruled notebooks that sort of coils around itself when u rip it off and wood chips. that's the stuff people are gonna care about after Marvel. pencils, that's another thing made from wood by the way. just in case you weren't keeping track

soundcarvings

I resent denial and self dishonesty because no one should be denied the most valuable aspect of a well lived life which is the confrontation of human suffering and ultimately endings and death. I resent that most humans want so much and have so many wishes and yet they cannot face themselves or what it means to be human.

northshorewave

Handing the Google executive currently chained in my basement a piece of paper that reads "Shall I end your torture?" with one checkbox that reads "No" and another that reads "Maybe later."

harbinger-of-the-defiled-heires

if the usamerican civil war was happening now instead of the 1800s you would see posts on here like "im literally disabled and i need a slave to function"