a brief summary of my life
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a brief summary of my life
fact: they have yet to make a good video game based on Superman
fact: Superman is only interesting when the focus is on Clark Kent and how he negotiates his dual life, maintains a connection to humankind (or fails to do so), etc. rather than on Fighting Big Mans
conclusion: they should make a stealth-based Superman game which is 95% sneaking into and out of places as Clark Kent so you can take off your disguise, and 5% thrashing a giant robot with one hand tied behind your back
if you work retail long enough i think you should be given license to kill
new hire: you can tell the customers to go fuck themselves if they start acting mean
1 year: you are allowed to maim or seriously injure
3 years: you can kill a customer if they start a fight and you can prove they provoked you
5 years: you can kill customers on the clock in any scenario, no questions asked
10+ years: you can kill any customers in any stores
addendum: during holiday season they give the entire staff a machete regardless of how long they’ve worked retail and whatever happens, happens
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FALCON PUNCH!!
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i still think about these earrings a lot
my friend ada acually made these so pls credit her and also support a fellow chinese american artist! shes dope af and works rlly hard
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My kinda sport
I want all the news of 2019 to be exactly like this
spirited away au where everything’s the same expect no face’s mask looks like this
pretending that age of ultron literally never happened probably gets funnier if you just pretend that absolutely none of the events in it happened and try to fit the current MCU around it anyways. for example: the hulk just launched himself, unprompted, into space
it be like that sometimes
me, wearing nothing but a sheer plunge-neck ballgown that’s plastered to my skin from the rain, soaking wet and trembling with cold and fatigue as i stand outside the entrance to the castle: p-please help me ;) i’m s-so lost and s-scared ;) ;) i have no where to stay for the night ;) ;) ;)
the sexy vampire lady who answered the door, and to whom the castle belongs: of course ;) you poor thing ;) ;) come inside, you must be freezing… you may stay as long as you need to recover from your ordeal ;) ;) ;)
You walked up to that house in the rain on purpose
i too am part of the “Twilight Is Wild’s Guardian Companion” Club as well
(Wild is selectively mute from Major Anxiety/PTSD)
you work at the drive-thru at a fast food restaurant, it doesn’t matter which one. let’s say wendy’s. one day you’re working when a man pulls up to the microphone. he orders a baconator with no bacon. this is a very strange order because baconators are expensive so why would he pay more for a sandwich without the bacon? when you tell him this, he’s very insistent that’s what he wants. its his money, so you oblige. he pulls up to the window to pay, and gets his burger. he seems generally nice, nothing really wrong with him on an interpersonal level. his car seems well kept.
he leaves, and you are confused but go about your day. a couple of cars later, you hear the same order from the same voice: baconator no bacon. what? maybe its someone different, with the same voice and same weird order? whatever. he pulls up and its the same guy, same car, with grease covering his mouth. he pays, politely, and drives away. maybe he was bringing food for someone and forgot?
5 or 6 cars later, you hear the same voice with the same order. then again. and again. the rest of your day you see this man. when its busy, he’s once every 10 or 12 cars. when no one is there, he shows up multiple times in a row. its driving you mad. you FINALLY get home. you try to sleep but this man is keeping you up.
the next day, you start work and sure enough he’s back. you sit, steaming at the drive-thru all day. by the time you get off work, you’re dedicated to find out whats going on. you wake up at 2am to check the wendy’s drive-thru. sure enough, he’s there, taking advantage of the wedny’s 24/7 service. at least he’s not doing this just to you, right? no. that’s not enough.
you quit. you can find another job. one that isn’t in the exploitive fast food industry. one with a company that doesn’t lobby against the Fair Food Program.
you move on with your life, but still find yourself waking up occasionally in a cold sweat, dreaming of the horrors of this man. was he actually eating all of these burgers like some sort of american kirby? how did his car not run out of gas? does he sleep? piss?
6 years later, you’ve graduated with your pharmacy degree. you have gotten a job at a pharmacy with a drive-thru. you tell your manager that you’re slightly uncomfortable with drive-thrus, and while you’re too embarrassed to tell them why, they oblige. after a few months of getting the hang of things, one of your coworkers calls in sick (its a pharmacy after all). unfortunately, you have to take over the drive-thru that day. the first car that pulls up seems familiar. you see a man, the same man, look in through the drive thru window. he looks identical, not a year older. he looks at you, as any other customer would, no recognition in his face. he ask for a prescription for a B. King. you look at him, stunned, before taking off in a sprint towards the prescription counter. you find it. B King.
this cant be right. you look at the bag. it says you filled it. you slowly peer into the bag… you dont remember filling it. this bag is filled to the brim with bacon.
“hurry up” he says as politely as he can, “i need my medicine.”
the police to my mom: ma'am your daughter was driving 110 mph eating hot cheetos with one hand and texting in an imessage group chat titled “boy pussy” with the other and crashed into the back wall of dd’s discounts and died instantly but somehow her body made its way to the accessories section and we found 35 dollars worth of stolen hoop earrings in her purse