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think i figured out how to replicate this (you're welcome dev team (btw hire me @staff))
- write a tag
- copy text from a tag that has the #
- paste that text into a tag youre *editing* (doesnt seem to trigger on new tags)
i definitely think minecraft won't be the game for everyone in the end and that's just how things are no problem but i do think *some* people who don't get the hype of it just need to play with their friends and build a house with them. its also for doing things like this.
My favourite type of movie is “period piece romance but fantasy-horror hijinks happen and now everyone has to adapt to the new genre or die,” ala Curse of the Black Pearl, Anastasia, The Mummy (1999)
"everybody has to adapt to the new genre" is really criminally underutilized in general
Favorite thing about renaissance faires is that they have fuck all to to with the renaissance. This thang is not about historical anything this is about dressing up like a fairy and watching a joust
i want someone to take me to the county fair where i get lots of ribbons for things like “best wool” and “good at jumping”
this should be me, the Marshall Zhukov of sheep.
no offense to anyone personally but I think we are way too used to and comfortable with weekly releases and if that wasn’t already bad enough, it seems like most of you aren’t even patient enough to wait for the official release date my point is this industry moves way too quickly
The way that people treat with the medium of manga is interesting and sad because a lot of mangaka are disabled and becoming disabled because of the intense workload. The grace extended to legendary author-artists like Togashi should be how all these artists are treated, and more. Your favorite artists are destroying themselves to create the pages you consume and make judgments on and they deserve to take the time their bodies need to recover from these efforts. The weekly release schedule is literally hurting artists.
If I can recommend you do 1 low-effort thing for the love of God it is this:
Keep 5 cards in your pocket. One will say "yes", the second will say "no."
If you lose your voice, or lose speech, or want to make a dramatic embellishment at the right time, it is an elegant and efficient solution that is right there at hand.
But what if people question you from there? "Why do you have that card? Why would you do this? How long have you had that in your pocket?" For this, or whatever else they say, the third card: "I don't have a card for that."
"What the fuck," they ask. They laugh. They are bemused. You bring the energy back down with the fourth card: "I have laryngitis. I've lost speech. My throat hurts". Whatever you expect to occur.
The joke is over. Rule of threes. Now they are curious. YThey wonder about logistics. "How did you know I would say that? Is everyone so predictable?"
As a three-part bit, nobody ever sees the fifth card coming.
"I have powerful wizard magics."
Gets them every time
On it boss!!
[id: a set of 5 UNO cards upon which has been written, "Yes", "no", "I don't have a card for that", "can't talk right now 😢", and "I have powerful wizard magics 🙂". End id]
need the studios to cave to the guilds demands very immediately or tom cruise is going to have Free Time on his hands for the first time in 42 years we as a species cannot allow that to happen like this is what he’s like when he’s busy working every single day of his life can you imagine what would happen if he got BORED
oh so we’re just stealing amanda marisatomay bits now
PSA FOR ALL INCOMING COLLEGE STUDENTS
Please, for the love of Prime, put the slightest bit of thought into the email address you use when applying to college. You need to switch gears between education you have to go through to education that will lead to a career. Consider that your professors, your advisors, your financial aid assistants, anybody at the college may at one point need to reach out to your personal email. Don't assume everyone will rely on your student email, we all know you don't read that shit.
If you don't have a generic contact email that you wouldn't be afraid of your grandma seeing, make one. As you do so, please consider:
- Don't have anything sexual in your email address. I mean it. All those 69s and clever wordplays aren't so funny when you have to read them over the phone to me to confirm your ID. Also I know what goatse is, you twits, I've been on the internet longer than you.
- Don't use your gamertag as an email address. Or your reddit name, or your AO3 ID, etc. It's basic CYA to keep your online life and your real one separate. As silly as that seems, you really don't need someone in your engineering class finding those Homestuck fics you wrote when you were fifteen because your professor forgot to use BCC to hide your email. Protect yourself.
- Don't use your birth year in your email. This is less of a professional problem then it is a basic security issue. You're giving away personal information that could be used to compromise your online accounts every time you email someone. Play it smart and use a random number.
- If it will embarrass you to read it out load to someone, rethink using it for school. If your name is "Matt Smith" and your email is some sort of play on the 11th Doctor, you're probably fine. If your email is 11thDocsLoveSlave, please... Spare us both. I promise you it's not worth having to look me in the eye as you tell it to me.
- Don't use your high school email. You no longer have access to that when you graduate from high school. We cannot contact you with an email you can't access. Don't shoot yourself in the foot on the way out the door.
Listen, as someone with a really awkward personal email that I've been meaning to change for years, I have been there. Save yourself and get an email you wouldn't mind your professor, your boss, or your mom knowing about.
Hot off the presses, but uh if you do have an email you use for school/work/semi-professional reasons, make sure it has an appropriate name attached to it or that you identify yourself within the email for clarify.
This update brought to you by the extremely awkward phone conversation I just had with "Evil Morty."
who would win a 10000 year old demon lord or a 5'0" twink with a light saber
Sooo hilarious but I can completely see this being a real conversation between streaming execs 😏
(original vid: Asif Ali - instagram - https://tinyurl.com/2p8jpkzz)
government: que es su madre single mom: esta aqui government: bueno, y que es su padre
single mom: **YO**
The cultural reason is super interesting!!!!! the canon reason is that Jefferson's dad was a bad person and he didn't want his son having the same legacy (last name)
i love that stupid double fisted overhead punch they always do on star trek
fuck your life
best part of it is that the person doing it almost always is the one who wins the fight
how could you not include this part
take this! heres ASS
if you guys thought you had a weird middle school experience my whole grade was convinced I was an actual literal werewolf for 3 years to the point where people were afraid of me so come 8th grade the popular girl had a huge Halloween party on her farm that everyone went to that just happened to coincide with the full moon so I staged a whole elaborate ‘transformation’ at the end of the night and scared the shit out of all of them. I don’t think I’ll ever top that
the prisoner of azkaban had just come out. we were a bunch of bored idiot kids in the boonies. everyone thought they could identify a werewolf and I just happened to have illnesses that often took me out of school around the time of the full moon every month. it didn’t help that I had been the ‘wolf kid’ since elementary. and I’m not saying I didn’t play into it when I found out the rumor — teen wolf (1985) was one of my favorite movies so of course I wanted to pretend I was living it.
but this went on for years. I had kids showing up behind my house on the full moon hoping to catch me changing. people were afraid to invite me to sleepovers. so when I finally got invited to a party, on that full moon no less, I went all out. I waited for the moon to rise. I hid a costume werewolf head and clawed gloves in the woods, snuck out there mid-party while 30-something kids were gathered around a bonfire, changed, ripped my clothes and started howling from the trees. some brave souls started to investigate and that’s when I started to chase them. pandemonium broke out. and oh, did I have the time of my life, because I hated most of these kids. revenge of the nerds, and all that. they’d teased me for years for things I couldn’t help like being sickly or having too much hair on my body.
I made my getaway with a friend at the end, and left the rest to wonder. most of them realized the prank and later laughed it off with me. but there was one kid who, senior year of high school, admitted I intimidated him because he still believed I was a werewolf. I put my arm around his shoulder, told him, “Between you and me, I am,” and gave him a wink. even after graduation, that guy looked at me like I would eat him alive.
I gotta say, there are worse things to be than a teenage werewolf