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Me (A time traveler visiting 20-year old Mozart): OK, so, this is called an electric guitar, basically instead of the body functioning as a resonance chamber, it produces music by harnessing the power of lightning. Do you have any other questions?
Mozart (Currently shredding Violin Concerto No. 1 on the guitar, having figured it out within 30 seconds): What other music can be made from harnessed lightning?
Me (Loading up some heavy dubstep): Oh, we're just getting started.
i hate viruses so fucking much. literally getting attacked by a fucking shape. a concept. consumes no energy. responds to no stimuli. its only existence is to fuck with you. like fuck offf
prev's tags are too good not to save
"Kill them with kindness" Nah, fuck that, CRICKET BAT đ đđđ*SMACK* đđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđ*SMACK*đđđđđ*SMACK*đđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđ*SMACK*đđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđ*SMACK*đđđđđ*SMACK*đđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđ
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Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
This opens up a lot of possibilities for what a haiku can be
âwhat radicalized youâ bro EMPATHY
"what radicalized you" well in kindergarten they told me to share things and be nice to people.
me, reaching into my dresser drawer for black pants: I hope this isnât the pair with big holes worn in the inner thighs
Marie Kondo, gently over my shoulder: why is a pair of pants you find unwearable still in your dresser drawer
me: oh shit thatâs right!! The dresser is for clothes that under some circumstance I might conceivably wear!!
Marie Kondo, beaming proudly: Yes, thatâs correct!! These pants must have been your favorites. How wonderful that they were so comfortable and practical that you wore them out. But now since they no longer function as pants, you should move them from the drawer where you keep your functioning pants!
me: Yes thanks I got it theyâre in the fabric basket now
Marie Kondo, fading back into the darkness: I love what youâve done with the kitchen!!
The notion of KonMari as some creepy semi-embodied but entirely benevolent spirit, like a well-intentioned Bloody Mary, is so perfect and wonderful.
âI donât like this song because I canât relate to itâ skill issue. Iâm mad at my husband I love my girlfriend Iâm a lone cowboy Iâm growing old Iâm growing up Iâm depressed I love my friends Iâm perpetually horny Iâm drunk at the club I love my husband again
this is exactly what Iâm talking about
Why are we forgetting the old texts
Some of our favorite quotes from Artemis ii so far:
"Copy. Moon joy."
"I have two Microsoft Outlooks, and neither one of those are working."
"Houston, if you could give me about 20 new superlatives in the mission summary for tomorrow that will help out my vocabulary a little bit, that would be great. Thank you."
âIf youâve ever seen the top of the spotlight of the top of the Luxor at night in Vegas, this looks like what it wants to be when it grows up.â
"To all of you down there on Earth... we love you, from the moon."
"We just went sci fi."
"It is so great to see Earth again. To Asia, Africa, and Oceania: we are looking back at you. We hear you can look up and see the moon right now. We see you too."
"We will always choose Earth. We will always choose each other."
âItâs a bright spot on the moon, and we would like to call it Carroll.â
"Amaze amaze amaze."
"I said that we do not leave Earth, but we choose it. And that is true."
"Christina has been sleeping head down in the middle of the vehicle, kind of like a bat"
"It's really fun to be floatin' around, it just makes me feel like a little kid."
"Trust us, you look amazing, you look beautiful."
"'Homo Sapiens' is all of us, no matter where you're from or what you look like. We're all one people."
"I'm proud to call myself the Space Plumber."
"We were all eagerly awaiting the chorus."
"Copy heart. Copy bracelet."
âWelcome back. We are still here. They are in space.â
"Copy. Bubble wrap nominal."
"We have rediscovered the chocolate snacks."
âThe truth is, the moon really is its own body in the universe. It's not just a poster in the sky that goes by, it is a real place."
A+ weird little dude, but I'm equally fascinated by the choice of music.
*unmutes*
"The horrors persist but so do libraries, books, iced coffee, sunsets, trees, the word 'fuck', the moon and the sea."
I'm gonna say something incredibly 30-year-old and I'm going to ask you to not judge me while I'm trying to be genuine and real. Okay? Here's my truth.
A piece of lettuce can really elevate a sandwich. The fresh crunch? Unrivaled. Peak. Poetic cinema.
If I could buy, like, five pieces of lettuce at a time, I would have lettuce on sandwiches more often
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@sherbertilluminated there's a line somewhere in Ursula Vernon's Digger that goes something like "it is difficult to be metaphysical around the truly geologically minded"
you know what dad? maybe i don't wanna be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned. it's a lot of pressure to put on me and honestly i've been feeling stressed recently because of it
hold on lemme google something
ok yeah this is funny
Me, tears streaming down my face, sobbing, as I stare at the stars: itâs just so beautiful
The medieval peasant I went back in time to give a bag of Doritos to, concerned: what terrible and powerful sorcerers they must have in your age, to be able to veil the vault of heaven itself from view, as you say
Me, sniffling: I didnât realize, I canât, itâs so much, I, I⊠are the chips good, at least?
Medieval peasant, trying to make me feel better: theyâre⊠magical, strange traveler
what does turkish delight taste like and is it worth the events that occurred in chronicle of narnia: the lion the witch and the wardrobe
So the first thing you must understand is that there are two basic types of Turkish delight. The first kind is what most people are familiar with, which are these gelatinous cubes covered in powdered sugar. They are, by most metrics, an acquired taste:
This is usually the stuff people try and say, âYeah, I donât get it, Edmund.â But if you go to a good Turkish confectioner (or just any of the bazillion stores that sell it in the Istanbul markets) youâll see a second kind of Turkish delight, in a rolled shape:
This is the good stuff. The sell-your-soul-and-your-family stuff. Itâs nutty and chewy and creamy and comes in all sorts of flavors, and I highly recommend it to anyone. (Especially hazelnut. Itâs not a traditional flavor but Iâm convinced the White Witch dipped into the future to get some for Edmund, it is that delicious.)
The second thing you need to understand is that the turkish delight was laced with mind-control drugs.
The third thing you need to understand is Edmond was living under WII sugar rationing