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Charade (1963) dir. Stanley Donen

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Someone didn’t stop at a 4-way intersection and I was given such a fantastic opportunity to honk at this guy as much as I wanted to. I kept honking and honking and honking. Like 8 times I honked at this guy. At least 12-20 seconds of nothing but pure, pure horn. Also I was the only other guy at the intersection. It was my private little show.

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I have a best friend, her name's Paloma.

SABRINA CARPENTER NPR Tiny Desk Concert

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we all do. — Lottie Matthews (2x03 Digestif).

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don’t go to grad school in classics it’ll ruin your ability to enjoy ancient history jokes on tumblr (which is really what matters) and you’ll find a part of yourself thinking things like “actually according to livy, remus wanted to name the city remora, so this joke about remus naming it reme is inaccurate” or “actually ea-nasir and the etruscans were separated by at least 900 years and even if you consider the villanovans as already being etruscan they don’t exist in the bronze age so this bronze age tumblr dashboard meme makes no sense” or “ugh nobody on this thread about the song of achilles understands the last 200 years of the homeric question or has even read the relevant passage from the homeric hymn to apollo” and then the other part of you will go “christ what an asshole”

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I was at a bookstore looking through the art section and I saw a spine that said The Camden Town Nudes which was interesting because this didn’t seem like the bookstore where I would ever find something like that and I wanted to have a casual look but like. This also wasn’t exactly the bookstore where you felt like you could look at naked pictures let alone just suggestive paintings of them, it’s a really small shop as well, so I was like right I’ll just take a quick peek, I’m an art student, I love history, maybe I’ll buy it. I looked both ways and saw the shopkeep had left momentarily and no one was about, so I opened it and found it was an entire book featuring nude Edwardian women all painted by Walter Sickert between 1905-1912 and it was actually quite a revolutionary set of paintings for its time given that it featured very raw depictions of working class nude women in dark London instead of the elegant, white bedsheet clad, Demure middle and upper class women usually depicted.

And of course RIGHT as I flip to this lady’s boobs practically taking up an entire double page spread, every customer in a 5 mile radius appeared from around the corners of the shelf including the shopkeep and immediately regressing to a wet, pathetic Edwardian man from 1908, startled, I dropped the large book which caused a giant SLAP on the floor in this already silent store thus causing all patrons to look down at me scrambling on my knees to close a giant book of Edwardian boobs and let me tell you it would not have been nearly as funny had I not immediately felt like some Edwardian local pervert who just tried to sneak a cheeky peek at the erotic book in the bookstore only to drop it dramatically causing a scene, red up to his ears trying to shove it back on the shelf. Like such a casual and normal thing in modern day but looking at Edwardian women suddenly turned it into this egregious act as I apparently became possessed by the spirit of a moustached man in a bowler hat and morning coat going Good Heavens I mustn’t gaze upon these images in public lest the constable haul me away!

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When Harry Met Sally... (1989), directed by Rob Reiner

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companies giving you food instead of a raise actually works on me because i'm that obsessed with food. you could hold back my class consciousness this way I fear

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being outside the uk is always jarring to me because i'm reminded that advertisements in other countries don't talk to you like you're on suicide watch