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noise dept.
cherry valley forever
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Janaina Medeiros
Kaledo Art
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
if i look back, i am lost
Jules of Nature
Xuebing Du
oozey mess
$LAYYYTER
Cosmic Funnies
art blog(derogatory)
blake kathryn
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ellievsbear
shark vs the universe
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@dusty-milkshake
I dont really register teddy bears as toy depictions of bears. They are just some other creature named after bears like koala bears and water bears.
Despite being called bears, teddy bears are actually more closely related to Theodore Roosevelt!
Todayâs fish thing is this set of fish glass cups!
i bet it feels good as fuck to be a piece of sourdough bread that gets dipped in olive oil with various seasoning & herbs
Does this count as finding a walrus at your door?
Absolutely, and definitely less surprising than a fairy
I will concede, in this specific circumstance, it makes more sense
i really like how the milkman exists as an entirely fossilized character who now serves no purpose other than to fuck people's wives for the punchline
This is a worm? Or perhaps some sort of slug?
And it's gonna getcha
problematic sudoku solving skills gap
"antique store, portland" (2006), lovely librarians
Who the fuck is that thing tolling for
depression is over itâs done it is obliterated look at this fucking shirt i found at the thrift near my house
i need you guys to know that when i brought this home my mom was like WHAT is THAT. well i think youâre the only person on earth who would wear that, good that you found it
i show her this post every time it hits another thousand note milestone. she thinks weâre all ridiculous but no longer underestimates the Gay Desire For A Fun Shirt
i don't know what older adults were on about when they said being a teenager was good <3
I've realized recently that every time I'm asked for socials my response is sorta "oh i don't have twitter" "I'm not on Instagram much" "i uninstalled TikTok a few months ago" and this has led people into believing I'm just someone who doesn't do social media but in reality you can find me in here lets get it on cunts monday through shawty like a melody sunday, 9am to 12am, posting blorbo.
I was going to be like "well that certainly was not true cause you deactivated" and then I looked at the blog and. that's literally my old blog.
I ever tell you guys about my ethically dubious radio show back in college? The Mad Dad Hour?
it was an entire radio show built around perpetuating a very simple joke, but it was uniquely powerful in its capacity to prompt the reaction I was looking for.
so my slot was at the tail end of rush hour, and i got a fair number of listeners/callers who were on the way home from the office. And like, I had a lot of callers, who almost all wanted to request songs that really didnât fit with the aesthetic. I had pitched a power pop show when i got my slot, but the callers were not having it; they invariably wanted classic rock.
this made sense in a way. if you think about the demographics of the people who listened to the radio for music in 2010 instead of their ipods or cds or whatever, youâd expect them to skew older right? accordingly, i quickly realized that almost all of the people who called to request songs were Dads of a Certain Age. It was honestly annoying at first - Iâm all for most classic rock, but that wasnât what the show was supposed to be.
And so one day, when i was feeling particularly annoyed with requests that just didnât fit thematically, i came up with the joke that rapidly became the only reason I kept the show going. Per station rules, I had to play a certain number of pre-recorded PSAs during my show, and before I cut to one I was supposed to read out the song titles and artists for all the music i had played before the break. So this one day when i had to inform the world before the break that the song they just heard was, per a listenerâs request, Hey Jude by the Beatles, I decided to do a goof. I said:
âand finally, that last song you heard was Hey Jude, which was of course written and performed by the Rolling Stones.â
I barely had time to get the ads going before the phone started ringing. See, I had been assuming people would realize i was making an obvious joke by claiming one of the most well-known Beatles tracks was a Stones song, but i had failed to consider that my listeners were mostly 55-70 year old dads who were irritated from a long day in the office.
And when those dads heard me, a millennial woman, get the artist of an extremely well-known beatles song WRONG???!
they HAD to call in to correct my ignorance. never in a polite way either, it was condescending and annoyed or nothing. and like, they were just SO personally insulted by my inaccurate reporting that it took a massive amount of effort for me to avoid cracking up during the call. I had never understood why some people would enjoy trolling random strangers on the internet before, but in that moment, I understood the appeal entirely.
obviously i did it again right before the next commercial break, immediately after playing Donât Stop Me Now by Queen David Bowie.
the phone immediately began to ring.
âARE YOU AN IDIOT?â one of the callers began, âDAVID BOWIE???? THAT WAS QUEEN!â
âI thought David Bowie was the lead singer of Queen though?â I replied with as much innocent earnestness as i could conjure.
I could hear an intake of breath as the infuriated boomer on the other end of the line struggled to figure out where to even start.
And thus, the Mad Dad Hour was born.
@eduards-stuff I kept doing the same joke for an hour a week for an entire year, and the dads NEVER caught on. After episode 1 of the new format I started taking the angry dad calls on air, which added another layer of hilarity to the whole concept.
My friends on campus knew that hay I was doing and enjoyed tuning in, but only one actual listener ever figured out what I was doing, and he was literally a random 30 year old guy from the netherlands with access to an early internet connection radio service. He was possibly my only actual fan. I only know about him because he went to the effort of making a skype and paying for international service so he could call in, and while I got a few calls from him, the first remains my favorite:
me: hi there, youâve got TST-
him: *strained, wheezing dutch laughter*
me: hey, is everything o-
him: pfffHAHAHAAH YOU MAKE THEM SO MAD. THEY THINK SO LITTLE OF YOUUUUUUUU BUT THE MEN ARE THE ONES WHO ARE FOOLISH! HA! HA! HA! YOU HAVE DUPED THEM!
me: sir i do not know you and i have never even seen you but i am in romantic love with you.
Happy pride month to my dad. When I came out as bi to him, this man googled what it ment, look at me and said "ohh. Yeah. You get that from me. You'd have far more siblings of I only shaged women." And went right back to his work emails.
my bedsheet is pregnant and it's. the rest of my laundry
another one for the collection, gang.
got a crick in my neck and a frog in my throat and a chip on my shoulder and a stick up my ass and now you're gonna stand there puttin words in my mouth? haven't I been through enough?
