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2018 Grinch has no edge. Heâs got no bite. Heâs not even that much of an asshole. Heâs just a sassy gay furry with unusually nice teeth despite his famous theme song declaring otherwise.
1966 Grinch? Now that was a mean, scary bastard. He was a crusty old fuck who hated society so much that he only came off his shitty frozen mountain to commit crimes and terrorism out of spite.
Bennyhoo Cumberland Grinch comes down from his mountain to buy groceries.
You can round the edges off a character to make them more ârelatableâ or whatever, but you also run the risk of losing what defined them in the first place. The end result is bland and generic.
2018 Grinch is a reflection of modern societyâs rejection of real character flaws in the interest of being âunproblematicâ and in this essay i will
What was your opinion on the Jim Carrey grinch?
Jim Carrey Grinch said bitch, ate glass and threw a whole child in the garbage. He is an absolute champ and the only rightful heir to the throne.
Me when I contact IT and tell them yes I restarted and followed any instructions I could but computer still angry and IT says they are escalating this because it is an actual issue: I am getting a good grade in service desk ticket. Something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve.
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old people really need to learn how to text accurately to the mood theyâre trying to represent like my boss texted me wondering when my semester is over so she can start scheduling me more hours and i was like my finals are done the 15th! And she texts back âYay for youâŠ.â how the fuck am i supposed to interpret that besides passive aggressive
Someone needs to do a linguistic study on people over 50 and how they use the ellipsis. Itâs FASCINATING. I never know the mood theyâre trying to convey.
I actually thought for a long time that texting just made my mother cranky. But then I watched my sister send her a funny text, and my mother was laughing her ass off. But her actual texted response?
âHa⊠right.â
Like, she had actual goddamn tears in her eyes, and that was what she considered an appropriate reply to the joke.I just marvelled for a minute like âwhat the actual hell?â and eventually asked my mom a few questions. I didnât want to make her feel defensive or self-conscious or anything, it just kind of blew my mind, and I wanted to know what she was thinking.
Turns out that sheâs using the ellipsis the same way I would use a dash, and also to create âmore space between wordsâ because it âjust looks better to herâ. Also, that I tend to perceive an ellipsis as an innate âdownswingâ, sort of like the opposite of the upswing you get when you ask a question, but she doesnât. And that she never uses exclamation marks, because all her teachers basically drilled it into her that exclamation marks were horrible things that made you sound stupid and/or aggressive.
So whereas I might sent a response that looked something like:
âYay! That sounds great - where are we meeting?â
My mother, whilst meaning the exact same thing, would go:
âYay. That sounds great⊠where are we meeting?â
And when I look at both of those texts, mine reads like âhappy/approvalâ to my eye, whereas my motherâs looks flat. Positive phrasing delivered in a completely flat tone of voice is almost always sarcastic when spoken aloud, so written down, it looks sarcastic or passive-aggressive.
On the reverse, my mother thinks my texts look, in her words, âditzyâ and âloudâ. She actually expressed confusion, because she knows I write and she thinks that I write well when Iâm constructing prose, and she, apparently, could never understand why I âwrote like an airhead who never learned proper Englishâ in all my texts. It led to an interesting discussion on conversational text. Texting and text-based chatting are, relatively, still pretty new, and my motherâs generation by and large didnât grow up writing things down in real-time conversations. The closest equivalent would be passing notes in class, and that almost never went on for as long as a text conversation might. But letters had been largely supplanted by telephones at that point, so âconversational writingâ was not a thing she had to master.Â
So whereas people around my age or younger tend to text like weâre scripting our own dialogue and need to convey the right intonations, my mom writes her texts like sheâs expecting her Eighth grade English teacher to come and mark them in red pen. She has learned that proper punctuation and mistakes are more acceptable, but when she considers putting effort into how sheâs writing, itâs always the lines of making it more formal or technically correct, and not along the lines of âhow would this sound if you said it out loud?â
the linguistics of written languages in quick conversational format will never not be interesting to me like itâs fascinating how weâve all just silently learned what an ellipsis or exclamation mark implies and itâs totally different in different communities or generations or whatever
We had a running joke about how many times our grad PIâs emails scared us because they were uncharacteristically terse. (Youâd get like âWe need to talk about your paper.â and then the actual talk would be âItâs great!â)
And he heard us talking one day and started adding smiley emojis to his emails, and honestly it really helped
Can we also have a support group for all of the people whoâve had to do the âPlease do not send me a text that says âcall me.â unless someone is dead. If no one is dead, you need to delete the period and add a lighthearted emojiâ workshop with their boomer parents? Because I know about 10 people whoâve had that exact conversation.
Texts from my mom look like this now:
Call me! đ»
call me đ„ đ„
Call me. (No oneâs dead I just want to talk.)
CALL ME! đđčđŽđ đŒđ·đșđ
Book rec if you are interested in this kind of language stuff: Gretchen McCulloughâs book BECAUSE INTERNET. It goes into these topics in detail along with a bunch of others and is really fascinating.
Thank fuck for Tumblr and my 21yo friend who keep me from sounding like the old lady I am.
My sister is ten years older than me and reading her texts sends my anxiety through the roof. âHa ha⊠Long time no seeâŠwas gonna have the police do a welfare check!â JFC.
AU where Mr. D claiming to be Percyâs dad accidentally counts as Claiming according to Greek god law or whatever and now all the other gods legitimacy believe Percy is his son, but if Mr. D corrects it, he has to explain to Zeus why he pretended he was Percyâs dad so now heâs like âYEP olâ Perry Johansson is MY child wowie just look at the little fry, you have your motherâs eyes. Please stop standing next to water or you will blow my coverâ
Meanwhile Poseidon is just standing off to the side like âhow on earth did I dodge THAT bulletâ
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Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
sorry im thinking more about this also. Percy becoming an increasingly cool & badass demigod (bcos he's actually a child of the Big Three) and Mr D there like ah yes that is my very strong powerful son i'm so proud. i don't mean to brag yes he gets it all from me. ain't he special :) meanwhile Poseidon up on Olympus quietly fuming bcos that's his very strong and powerful son but he can't say anything without admitting to breaking the pact so he's just got to. sit there. ):<
While youâre out arguing whether necromancers or illusionists are more evil, the evocation caster just set 15 people and various nearby inanimate objects on fire, which is a clear breach of Protocol III of The United Nations Convention on Certain Conventional Weapons, thus constituting a war crime. In this essay I will â
new favourite hobby, stitching dumb shit onto pretty fabric
This is why art is important, in case you were wondering.
Gelatin is made of animal proteins, does this mean you could use necromancy on jello cubes and have a small, jiggly undead army?
gods i hope so
The origin story for gelatinous cubes has been found.
@odin-n-out WHEEEEEZE
Building a treehouse is the biggest insult to a tree. âI killed your friend, here hold him.â
âFriendâ
Its more of I killed a potential enemy. Hold his dismembered corpse in victory.
Plants donât wage war
Ever heard of blackberries?
Yes, plants do wage war
Mint and strawberries, too. They need to be quarantined or they will kill basically everything else.Â
I planted mint in the ground 2 years ago.
Itâs currently fighting a bitter battle to the death against the raspberries attempting to invade from the east while trying to annex the patio.
Could go either way at this point TBH. Unless, of course, I take a shovel and the blowtorch out there and battle both back to within their original boundaries.
And anyone wondering if a blowtorch is overkill for weeding back mint has never actually planted mint.
This post did not go where I expected it to.
Our garden plot at my childhood home slowly got overrun by wild blackberries after we stopped managing it while my sister and I were in nursing school. And by overrun I mean it was like a 4 foot tall thicket of wild blackberries. It hadnât been touched by humans in at least 4 years. I started the ultimately futile task of trying to clear this plot with a machete and discovered to my amazement a patch of mint several feet across underneath the canopy of blackberry, still fighting the good fight all those years later.
Ultimately it took two jars of homemade napalm and some creative fire placement to clear that patch but I damn sure saved that patch of mint. It earned the right to be there.
Yall mother fuckers donât even talk unless youâve had to wage war on kudzu (itâs an ivy strain directly from Hell) that shit doesnât just wage war with other plants, it wages war with all living things on planet earth. Itâs some gnarly ass Blood for the Blood God, Chlorophyll for the Chlorophyll Throne demon weed.Â
Can second the comments of Kudzu.
I forget where I read it but thereâs this one tree that creates an extremely flammable substance thatâs in both the bark and leaves. Dead trees become torches and crushed up leaves become dust-incendiary, all while the plantâs seeds are Giant Redwood levels of resilient to open flame. IE it has a goddamn scorched earth policy. Itâs even more badass than plants that use toxins to starve other plants.
Iâd like to third the comments on Kudzu. These are the battlefields:
See those weird pillars? Those were trees. See that strange lump in the middle? That was a house. Everything green you see in this photo is kudzu.
Kudzu is an apocalyptic nightmare
They smother every other living plant to death
Those trees under there are dead, they canât get sunlight. Kudzu takes over and steals everything from these trees, and becomes them. Itâs creepy as hell. These plants are basically straight out of a horror novelistâs wet dream tbh.
The bodies of everything the kudzu has slain.
What used to be a house
Someone attempting to drive a four wheeler through it, to give you scale
Itâs an ornamental plant kept in check in china, but was introduced to north america where it immediately went rampant and began to spread incredibly fast like a disease, destroying everything in its wake
The ONLY thing that has stopped this curse from engulfing the united states is goats. Apparently goats love this stuff like no tomorrow. Everywhere we find it now, we just bring a horde of goats to cut it down. Everything is fineâŠ. for now.
Kudzu is on time magazineâs top 10 invasive species to look out for.
This little buddy doing his part
Not to keep spamming this post butÂ
âthe growth of kudzu as it became a âstructural parasiteâ of the South,[7] enveloping entire structures when untreated[11] and often referred to as âthe vine that ate the Southâ.[13]â
âIt has been spreading rapidly in the southern U.S., âeasily outpacing the use of herbicide spraying and mowing, as well increasing the costs of these controls by $6 million annuallyâ.[2]â
yall itâs been estimated this plant consumes 600 kilometers of the united states every year
itâs been suggested that we just start eating it to make it go away
Adding to the spam: yes, kudzu IS edible. In fact, all parts of it but the vine are edible. The leaves are supposedly great in salads or baked into quiche. The flowers supposedly are great in jam. The roots⊠Well, if you know how to cook other root vegetables, you know what to do with kudzu root. Feed this stuff to your livestock and cook it.
Eat it before it eats your house.
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In this world itâs eat or be eaten
Thread starts with the existential angst of building a treehouse. Ends with recipes on how to eat kudzu.
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