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I'm sorry if I went back three months on your blog and liked a bunch of things. I promise it's not a weird horny/stalking thing, I just have extreme ADHD and you have Content

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sovietnam

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carolxdanvers

Settle an argument for me

is collecting (as a hobby) inherently consumerism?

yes

it depends, but usually yes

it depends

it depends, but usually no

no

even MORE nuance (explain in reblog/comment/tag)

bald/see results

Voting ended onApr 28

Reblog for sample size etc etc

carolxdanvers

Btw this was all because I was looking for information about the toothpaste I buy and I found a subreddit where people are posting pics of their collections of the toothpaste tubes

gallusrostromegalus

Tag essay by @elodieunderglass clarifies the situation rather nicely:

(sorry for screenshots and lack of alt text I'm on mobile, will come back to this)

From Veronica Tucker via Pinterest

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ruinedchildhood

spaghettioverdose-deactivated20

Reblog to save a duck

13faeinapenguinsuit

Quack quack

ijustgotherebro

It’s getting to be that time of year where more people are going outside to parks and stuff so i thought it would a good idea to reblog this again

theofficialvincenzo

Once I was feeding some ducks from a bag of birdseed I brought with me, and this woman next to me looked so confused and asked what I was feeding them

When I said it was birdseed she just went “oh- can they actually eat that? Is that safe?”

I didnt know how to respond like, at all, so I just pointed at the duck and said “bird”

She then had a look on her face like a new groove was just forcibly carved in her brain and said softly “oh my fucking god”

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tony-the-tigers-juicy-armpit

How quickly we forget the dangerous crow boy who’s job it is to destroy plastic

victusinveritas

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copperbadge

I was innocently buying a soda and a Kit Kat bar from a snack shop recently when the cashier said, "Oh, a Kit Kat! That's what I named my cat!" and then launched into An Monologue.

Nobody was behind me in line, which seemed to be a good reason for her to treat me to a five minute retelling of the identification, rescue, and argument over initial custody of Kit Kat, who was so small they thought when they first heard him crying for help that he was a bird and not a kitten in a tree, and is now fifteen pounds of "pure, sculpted lardass".

And I didn't mind, precisely, I wasn't bored or anything, but around the time she was bringing me up to speed on Kit Kat's current status it occurred to me that this woman is a cashier in a store that primarily sells candy bars and beverages. People must buy Kit Kat bars from her multiple times a day. Does she do this every time there's nobody in line behind the purchaser? Did I just have that I Own Several Cats And Will Enjoy Your Cat Stories look about me? Was it the first time it occurred to her that she sold the brand of candy bar she named her cat after? Was she new to the job of selling Kit Kat bars?

The idea that every time she sees a Kit Kat bar she is gripped by the urge, Manchurian Candidate style, to retell the story of Kit Kat the Cat, elevates her from a friendly cashier to a deep enigma. Truly there is no knowing the mind of another.

copperbadge

IT GETS FUNNIER

I was in the same snack shop, which I'm in, like, once a month, recently. I only recognized her because I spent five minutes listening to this monologue in sincere wonder. But I did recognize her, so as I was buying a soda and a Milky Way bar (this time) I said, without thinking about how this would come across, "Hey, how's Kit Kat?"

She looked genuinely horrified and said, "What...how?"

"Oh fuck!" I blurted. "Sorry! You told me about him last time!"

This is still quite cryptic as responses go but she gave me a frankly frantic look of sudden recognition and said, "He's fine! You bought a Kit Kat! I was unmedicated!"

I did not inform her she is small town famous on Tumblr and instead just said, "Glad you're both doing well!" and we parted as confused and mortified friends.

Gosh she's fun. I hope she's there next time. I want to reenact the Spiderman Pointing meme with her.

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vintagerpg

This is the Epyx edition of Rogue (1985), which is the first commercial port of a game that had been, in various forms, freely distributed previously. It’s so massively influential, there is a sub-genre — roguelikes — named after it. Its a dungeon-crawler distinguished by key features. First, every time you enter the dungeon complex, which is illustrated on screen symbolically, through ASCII floor plans, the layout, encounters and treasures are all procedurally generated, meaning every exploration is unique. Second, character death is permanent, heightening the stakes of every decision (you can’t even easily savescum, as loading a save also erases it).

Funny thing: I’ve never played Rogue! There was a time when I was an avid player of NetHack, a version of Hack (1982), which is a clear mimic of Rogue, but I never played the originator. I have, however, long been fascinated by this cover, which features neon wireframes similar to many other Epyx box art. I find this to be a Tron-like distillation of the computer game scene of the period, and this pleases me.

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asteroidtroglodyte

I remain proudly part of the never even opened ChatGPT club but as a son of clowns and snake oil salesmen I feel compelled to give credit where credit is due: this Mechanical Turk they’ve constructed manages to simultaneously be a False Oracle, a Siren, and a Confidence Schemer, which is quite the triple threat for something that doesn’t actually know what it’s doing. Very impressive Charlatanship. Slow clap.

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