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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Update from the man himself
Of Montreal
Electronic indie pop alignment chart for your consideration
me trying to be supportive of my friends
St. Vincent - Marry Me / Actor / Strange Mercy / St. Vincent / MASSEDUCTION
st. vincent’s discography in the style of the first album
I expect AC pocket camp new feature:you can buy new villager with leaf ticket
i just found out jack antanoff worked on masseduction with st vincent, no wonder it was her weakest one so far :/
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gmail marked
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this vine is an intrusive thought
Temple of Horus, Egypt
its horus he’s here
Guys no, it gets so much better.
A small fat bird, like the above, is the hieroglyph used in Ancient Egyptian to mean “wicked” or evil”.
The phrase above him (the inscription should be read from the top down) is “Nb s3″ or “Lord of the son of”. Genitive is usually implied in this sort of phrase without a connecting word, meaning:
This birb has literally created the sentence and declared himself “ Lord of the Son of Evil”
God dammit, I realised I made a mistake doing this from memory- the first sign is “k” for “your”, not “nb” for “lord”. So this birb has declared himself “your evil son”, not “the lord of the son of evil”. Which is not quite as dramatic, but still very menacing. You go bird.
Behold, my evil son. I am so very proud of him.
He’s done his best
PUNISH NOT MY EVIL SON
human: *is heating up food*
alien: why are you doing that?
human: you see i want the particles in my food to vibrate at just the right frequency
Human: *is eating ice cream*
alien: wait you forgot to make that one vibrate!
human: well, you see, not with this food
This one is already vibrating at he desired frequency, but if it starts to vibrate at a higher frequency I lock it back in the cold box.
Human: *just reheated pizza in the oven*
Other human: *is eating a slice of the same pizza, but cold*
Alien: *exasperated sputtering*
Human: shots! shots! shots!
Alien: this liquid has negligible nutritional value and, furthermore, contains some molecules that I believe are poisonous to your species.
Human: …look, sometimes we just like to gather in social groups and disorient ourselves