A recent portrait of me, hiking the tail end of the Kungsleden as part of the Fjällräven Classic in Sweden.
Taken by Henrik Anderssen
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A recent portrait of me, hiking the tail end of the Kungsleden as part of the Fjällräven Classic in Sweden.
Taken by Henrik Anderssen
making a collection
Im glad they made up romance for stories and music but can you imagine how scary it would be to deal with all that for real
this is a certified AROMANTIC POST!!!!!!!!!!! NO yearning on my shit..... GO ON . GET
holy shit
horse with a dvd player on its back 2006-03-21
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sorry I have some kind of brain disease
I suspect this was meant as a visual pun because this server is rated for 733 watts, almost exactly one metric horsepower
if it wasn’t for some kind of brain disease, we would all have forgotten this punchline. everyone say thank you some kind of brain disease
Sid: Hey did you watch warmups today
Nikita: No. I didn’t want to go
Geno: Why?
Nikita: Every time I don’t go he scores at least one goal. Every time I do go he scores zero
Geno: I hope you don’t come tomorrow
Sid: Keep that going
have i ever shown u people my hand sofa
my prized possession is this loveseat I bought from a divorced dad who couldn’t tell me anything about it and in the years i’ve owned it i’ve never been able to find out who made it or where it came from. it’s got nails and finger creases and palm lines but they’re all kinda hard to see in this pic.
I laughed to hard at this fucking thing.
[ID: A short comic made of photoshopped images. A diver in an old-fashioned suit stands at the bottom of the ocean. “I’ve reached 300 meters under the sea. The pressure here is immense…” A butterfly fish comes along. “all the cool kids do drugs” “/all/ the cool kids you say?” In the second version the diver’s reaction instead reads “what the fuck is a three-banded butterfly fish with a maximum depth range of 70 meters doing in the fucking /mesopelagic zone/” Another deep sea fish comments “holy shit what the fuck is that??” /End ID]
According to choreographer Vince Paterson, Robin Williams pulled him aside as they were shooting this scene and said he was tired of playing "the straight man," and wanted something funnier to do. Paterson pitched the bit as The History of Dance in Thirty Seconds, and taught it to him behind the walls of the set. After seeing it for the first time, director Mike Nichols said the sequence was wonderful but unnecessary. Williams fell to his knees and begged Nichols to shoot it again properly. According to a biography of Nichols, when they were unsure how the bit should end, it was Nathan Lane who came up with the punchline: "But you keep it all inside." Remembering the scene nearly twenty years later, Paterson said, "We never thought it would become what it has. It’s iconic."
The Birdcage (1996)
Lessons from the 90s that children today need
"How do you balance just having fun with ‘it’s really business?'"
Zegras: It’s all fun. It’s all fun. Yeah, I mean…for me personally, it doesn’t really feel like a business, right? | 04.16.26
They are studying us in petri dishes
"i've been able to get my wits about me" is the best
this is like when you get a new fish and you have to gradually introduce it to water at a different temperature so it doesn't go into shock
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dune is so funny it literally opens like
CHAPTER 1
“It sucks that I understand Time Cube and as such cannot avoid becoming a genocidal dictator,” young Paul Atreides said to himself. “For me. Moral complexity is such a burden.”
CHAPTER 2
“Heard any good slurs for poor people lately?” asked the Baron Harkonnen homosexually, knocking back another shot of orphan tears.
this post was a lot longer but I forced myself to cut it back because brevity is the soul of wit and I was getting carried away
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CHAPTER 1
“The fact that I will commit unspeakable genocide and lead a holy war across the galaxy is very bad,” said young Paul Atreides. “For me.”
“I too feel morally conflicted by my role in a ruthless eugenics program,” admitted his mother, the Lady Jessica. “Does that make me a bad mother? Who can say….”
At that moment the Duke Leto Atreides returned home from a grueling day churning out propaganda to convince his troops that he was worth dying for. His regal face was lined with deep moral complexities. “It’s tough when you’re me and everybody wants to fuck you so so bad,” he said. “But that’s the price I must pay for the future well-being of my ancestral house.” He sighed, deep and melancholy. When was the last time he’d thrown around the old pigskin with his boy? Would he ever get the chance again…?
That’s fully-manual ascetic space feudalism for you, he thought libertarianally.
Paul looked around the room and was struck by the sudden and horrific realization that he was the smartest person to ever live, and that even his own loving mother and father could never hope to understand Time Cube.
But that’s a problem for another day, Paul decided, not for the last time.
CHAPTER 2
“It’s a beautiful day to be grossnasty, don’t you think?” said the Baron Harkonnen homosexually as he surveyed the ravaged landscape beyond the window. Acid rain pelted against the glass and melted the flesh off the shrieking peasants below.
“Sure. Whatever,” said Feyd-Rautha, not looking up from his sketchbook, upon which he had scrawled the words ‘I love killing and maiming’ in large bubble letters.
“A-h-h,” said the Baron. “That was a trick question: every day is a beautiful day for being grossnasty. You must learn this lesson well, nephew, if you ever hope to get anywhere in life. Piter, what are you doing over there with that huge and evil brain of yours?”
The mentat violated the Hays Code six times in the few seconds it took him to reply. “I’m calculating a mathematically perfect slur for orphans,” he said in a gay voice. “Just as you requested.”
“Finally! A productive use of your time,” said the Baron, and flipped him off. Without a word, he snatched the pen from Feyd-Rautha’s hand and wrote ‘and oppressing the populace’ beneath the words the youth had already written. “There,” he said. “Much better.”
"Fully manual ascetic space feudalism" will live forever in my mind
things i did not know i wanted: Dune the Abridged Series
It slaps though
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