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@grilled777art is my artblog 🌟

#my art #updates #go follow it for my art^^

The flood is really pouring and my basement is basically completely flooded, with gasoline spilling into the water and almost hitting the electrical box. Please, please, please cam me and my family get pass this flash flood.

#flash flood #flood #nj #HELP #flood in new Jersey #updates #important

Just got platonically married with my homie over discord. Life is good 💕🎈🎊💕

#updates #im so happy nsnsnn💕💕💕#platonic marriage #i love him/p

aylendoesart

Gotta keep a straight face u guys

based on this post

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theproblematicblogger

Despite every moment of life being indescribably precious and a wondrous mystery, I will spend it caring about dividends and how many rental properties I have.

brownfeministaa

Rich people are truly dead inside.

the-big-milk

I can't imagine caring this much about numbers that absolutely will never impact my life. This person is making more in passive income than I've ever made in my life and he's just like "but but I need more :(".

msfbgraves

I mean, fuck that guy, but psychologically it's interesting.

Some desperate remnant of his soul knows what he needs. As soon as his debt is cleared, he goes on to live what many would call an utterly charmed life: working no more than 20 hours a week, travelling and spending time with friends (which he, at $150,000 a year and no mortgage, has ample money to do). He has a loving relationship also.

But his brain is so rotten that he cannot understand happiness anymore. He is incapable of conceptualising it other than in money.

A man who has everything except the ability to feel it.

How poetic.

But fuck that guy.

spider-hands-mannos-deactivated

I want to hit this man.

theoutcastrogue

I want to rob this man.

wearesorcerer

Meow appears beside Rogue, holding a sign: "Heist? Heist."

fairy-anon-godmother

This man is so so so close to realizing a fundamental truth to how humans operate, but I genuinely don’t think he’s going to get there. Although I’m not sure he realizes it this man views the money he earns as a direct translation of his sense of personal achievement and engagement.

Which means that when he says he regrets the months he didn’t pick up more hours to earn more money, what he’s describing here is boredom. He’s doing it in the crassest, shallowest, most income-obsessed and unattainable for most of us way possible, yes. But this man is expressing that once he achieved a certain financial goal he relaxed, enjoyed himself, got bored, realized on some level he was understimulated, and then started working more hours to meet whatever stimulated activity threshold he personally needs.

This is infuriating because this man experienced the counter-argument to that nonsensical talking point that if we meet people’s financial needs with a universal basic income they’ll grow lazy and won't do anything.

Anyone trying to develop $200,000 in passive annual income is not working three minimum-wage jobs to live paycheck-to-paycheck. This man’s basic financial needs were met. Working more hours to make more money is just his own personal code for ‘I still needed to use my mind to do things’ (using what might be the only metric of personal achievement he might actually have). This man lived the argument for universal basic income and I genuinely don’t think he realizes that. Once his basic income needs were met he still needed to do things to keep himself stimulated and engaged with his own life.

You see a version of this play out with retirees who leave their jobs, go home, and very quickly find themselves in need of new activities or friends or engagements to keep them present and stimulated in their lives. Ensuring someone’s basic financial needs are met doesn’t make them stop doing things, humans don’t work that way.

wojo4hitz

Reblogging for the psychology lessons

imgoingtogobacktheresomeday-dea

There is, I believe, a line in an Agatha Christie story about a man so desperately unhappy he doesn’t know he’s unhappy. “Ah, a rich man,” responds the nun.

#reblog

puckconnolly

Everyone may *think* they hate country music, but when Jolene, Before He Cheats, Take Me Home Country Roads, or Life is a Highway comes on, everyone is suddenly a liar.

daywatch

I know this is a funny post but

There are a few major points in Country Music’s history that got the entire genre labeled as ‘annoying’

Post 9/11 nationalism

A term that I couldn’t make up “Bro-Country” which intensifies themes of booze, objectifying women, and partying that were present in past decades but not to such an extent

This is Gospel Music But With an Accent

Now looking at the songs op listed there is

A woman pleading to another woman

A woman wrecking a shitheads life

A guy loving the scenery of where he lived

A song that could easily be mistaken for a number of other genres

But it is easier to say that one hates country while privately enjoying select songs than explain why one doesn’t like the current market oversaturated with our nation’s problems of nationalism, sexism, and so on

brunhiddensmusings

see also jhonny cash/willie nelson era songs which were deeply emotional stories often about painful and deep subjects. prison, loss of loved ones, hard labor, facing despair, passion. ‘ghost riders in the sky’ and the like are also deeply satisfying as they bridge more into folklore then ‘murica fuck yeah im sponsored by bud light yall’ another example- ‘midnight in montgomery’ where hank williams junior sings about the ghost of his father

“ … And felt the wind die down, And a drunk man in a cowboy hat, Took me by surprise, Wearin’ shiny boots, a nudie suit, and haunted, haunted eyes, He said: “Friend, it’s good to see you, It’s nice to know you care” Then the wind picked up and he was gone, Was he ever really there? ‘Cause when the wind is right, You’ll hear his song, Smell whisky in the air, Midnight in Montgomery, He’s always singin’ there, “ the reason we ‘hate country’ is because we know its supposed to have FEELING and its infuriatingly absent now

ultralaser

70s country - bluegrass traditional

80s country - power ballads

90s country - pop crossover

00s country - white supremacy

the-poor-decision

deathsmallcaps

Redneck yacht club is a pretty great one! It’s about a simple community enjoying a nice day together and goofing off.

Also a lot of the Killer’s new stuff is a love letter to small rural towns and the women who come from there, and it’s really lovely.

deathsmallcaps

Also Dead Skunk in the Middle of the Road by Louis Wainright (sp?) III is pretty funny, and In the Summertime by Mungo Jerry.

And then of course there’s Cotton Eyed Joe and Southern Nights.

derinthescarletpescatarian

#reblog

shibesky

this is fine

#reblog #i love this op #resident evil village #moreau my beloved 💖

krayonders

wake up gamers, new uquiz just dropped. this one answers the totally relevant question, which undertale song are you?

zachs-uquizzes

grilled777cheese

#reblog #no this meme again XD

choiyeonjuns

your first column of emojis describes your personality! what’s yours?

grilled777cheese

🤝🎉😔😁 interesting

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slocotion

art trade w/ maworm , i accidentally saved over the larger image so this is at a really low res /)n(\

#guilty gear #faust #faust guilty gear #reblog

forthefuns

follow forthefuns for more funny stuff

invenblocker

Your honor! Please direct your attention towards the manga.

As you can see there are small pieces of paper sticking out of every volume.

But no such paper is sticking out of the Batman comic.

The reason? The Batman book doesn’t belong to the library. The photographer put it there to take a picture.

minipupball

Once again making hasty assumptions, Wright?

First of all, I’d like to direct the court’s attention to this particular spot, in the top right-hand corner.

Notice how the words are blocking the top of the Batman book.

With this in mind, how can you claim that there is “no such paper sticking out of the Batman comic”?!

invenblocker

Say whaaaat?

Well uhm

Look at the size of the paper pieces, they’re all sticking pretty far out.

If there was paper in the batman comic, it would be big enough to stick up over the text.

And while gravity does exist, it probably won’t make the paper do a 90 degree turn and just lean horisontally left at the middle.

minipupball

Still grasping for straws, Wright?

Hypothetically, if there were a paper there, this picture would not be able to prove its presence. I’ve taken the liberty of drawing a diagram to illustrate my point. We are faced with three possibilities. It is possible that (1) the paper was simply tucked in deeper than the others.

Paper is a soft material, Wright. It’s not unreasonable for it to do a (2) 90 degree turn.

Or perhaps, (3) a paper does not exist there at all.

Either way, you cannot prove your client innocent without sufficient evidence.

Which, of course, is impossible thanks to the obtrusive words.

invenblocker

I’m sorry Edgeworth.

I concede that I can’t disprove theory 1

But the image you submited for theory 2 is contradictory.

Look at the tilt of the other papers. They clearly prove how much the paper would tilt.

And theory 3 is my point! Why would the library’s book not have this piece of paper when the other library books do?

While you still have thory 1, there is another contradiction.

The books are not in alphabetical order, this proves that the batman comic was placed there specifically for the picture!

minipupball

Ack.

(Perhaps I should’ve left the artistry to the forensic artist…)

Now hold it right there! It doesn’t matter which direction the paper is going because it’s impossible to prove it even exists!

Those theories are all the same! We do not have enough information to prove them. There could be an infinite amount of papers in there for all we know. I simply presented them only so that the court could better understand your baseless conjecture!

… I suppose the order of the books do seem out of the ordinary. However, therein lies not just one possibility. Clearly, those are Japanese graphic novels, also known as “manga”. And the Batman comic book is a graphic novel, too, no?

Seeing as it currently has only graphic novels in the shelf, it is possible that any other novels have simply not yet been restocked. Asserting whether or not this effect was deliberate is useless– there is no way of knowing if the photographer and the captioner are the same person, let alone their involvement in this picture.

Face it Wright, you can’t prove any of these groundless accusations!

randomthingieshere

Did everyone just ignore the library sticker?

dracophile

theprideful-deactivated20251201

it’s back!!

#reblog

helloitsbees

this is entrapment

helloitsbees

two equally delightful paths here:

1) a very simple and genuine “i like your shoelaces”, which tells me that you are either a lesbian or a very cool ally

2) “i like your shoelaces” followed by the pronounced grimace of one recalling their past sins, which tells me that you were a 2012 tumblr user. i now hold the power in this conversation and you are at my mercy.

asofterepilogue

if you know about 2012 tumblr how do you hold any power in any conversation

helloitsbees

well, stucky fanfic url, the trick is to not let them know that you are also cringe

excusing

this is the most poignant burn ive seen all year

helloitsbees

wilburian-deactivated20221116

everyone lost

mango-pickle

#tumblr is an ecosystem you kill one trophic level and everyone starts dying

(via @binguscore)

agentemo

losers gonna pick on losers forever ^-^

thyrell

im visitjng my boyfriend in two days

ars-shitpostica

Haha dragon kinnie

thyrell

yes

meow-moment

anybody in this thread smoke weed

sonicxshadowgenerations

campyvillain

omg it’s courge

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cannibalcaprine-deactivated2024

a collection

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humansofnewyork

“I wanted to go to the NBA like everyone else. I played sun-up to sun-down. But I’m 4’11,” huskier than a muthafucka. It wasn’t happening, sir. So I opened up a sneaker store with the kid who caught Barry Bond’s 756th homerun. But then my Aunt Lucy passed and I was over at her crib, cleaning out her closet. I’m reaching up for the top shelf and mad shit fell on me, one of them is a cookbook. Two recipes popped out: ratatouille and vanilla ice cream. Now I don’t know what the fuck is ratatouille, so I says let me see what this ice cream be about. I had no machine, no nothing. I put the ingredients into a bowl and popped it in the freezer. It was trash. So I was like we gotta change this. I went to Bed Bath and Beyond and got a tabletop ice cream machine, and then it was like: ‘Oh, I see what this is.’ People started coming over to my crib. They’re saying: ‘Mikey, this ice cream is damn good.’ Then somebody told my mom that I was an ice cream man now, and I wasn’t gonna sell weed no more. She got so excited I was like: ‘Shit, now I gotta open up a shop.’ I’m gonna be honest, I thought it was put the scoop in a cup. But it’s a whole bunch of other shit too. I got no line of credit, no nothing. I just use whatever cash is coming into the register. Every time I run out the bill collectors come and throw stones at me. If Ben and Jerry’s grew up in the hood, that’s what we’re dealing with here. But we’ve been open for eight years. Black Enterprise Magazine called this place a ‘safe haven.’ You know how every gangsta’s got a grandma saying: ‘Sit down baby, have some food.’ That’s what this about. It’s bigger than ice cream. I grew up two blocks from here, so on Thanksgiving I’m blasting out hot food in the projects: turkeys, sandwiches, mashed potatoes. We put on for the community. That’s what we do. Cause if you ain’t doing it for the community, that means you’re taking. We like family here. My employees are like my kids. That’s why I stay blessed. I’m gonna put one of my shops in every neighborhood. Imagine how many kids I’m gonna take off the streets. I’ll take em’ from pants saggin’ to ‘Welcome to Mikey Likes It.’”

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