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shitpostingkats · 1 year ago

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Hi yes I need you to know that your analysis on Jaden and Yusei (June 16, 2022, idk if you’ve done multiple on them but that’s the one I’m talking about) is the realest thing I have EVER read and you’re so right and you should say it MUCH louder that is the greatest take op it’s amazing and I’m screaming /pos

Jaden is my favorite character like,,,, ever, and you have nailed him I’m going bonkers

Another thing, I love your Groupchat AU but you have made me become aware that there is???? Another???? YGO show????? I was like who on God’s Green Earth is Yudias and then Google attacked me with information. I still remember. When Vrains was new. To me Vrains is still new. It came out 6 years ago. I feel old. I am not okay. I have yet to acknowledge the existence of Sevens and will continue to do so with Go Rush. Oh I got off-topic, whoops-

Anyways, love your Groupchat AU but I saw the one part with the Eldritch language that Jaden and Yuya are both fluent in and I humbly request more of their dynamic???

I had an epiphany last night, they’re so similar I’m actually losing my mind. All I can think about is that one audio of Batman and that girl on the swings and it’s like “They got their weapon, I got cheated out of my childhood” “I know what that’s like.” “You do don’t you?” Tell me that’s not them I am dying /pos

Much love <3

Oh my gosh, thank you! <3

Jaden and Yusei, my beloved blorbit. The painfully monstrous and the painfully human. The narrative foils of all time. Jaden Yuki, the creatchur autism boi of all time. <3 I need to write about them more.

I know what you mean about the new shows. I'm still a ways off from watching them, but I still want to remember they exist but keep forgetting. What do you means vrains is six years old??? (<- was not even a yugioh fan when vrains was airing) You're telling me there's probably going to be new one after that??? That the days start coming and they don't stop coming?????

Shoutouts to the sevens and go rush fans. They are the mightiest of soldiers. I know nothing about their shows but I'm hesitantly penciling them into the groupchat au anyways because I have seen maybe three clips but I know this funny little alien guy is near and dear to my heart.

Obviously there's a bit of a shift between Vrains and the Sevens era, being made for new audiences, a little tone shifting (which we LOVE, because any franchise that stays the same forever is no bueno.) and that makes it easy to group the first six shows into one group. But I also think there's a fascinating dialogue between shows 1-3 and shows 4-6. I didn't realize it until I was a good way into Arc-V, but each of the second trilogy protagonists sorta reflects the first three.

With Yuma and Yugi, it's very purposeful, a stated "return to form" with the chipper kid and his ghost companion who lives in his special necklace. And when I was gushing over Yusei in 5Ds, I got a lot of people saying "Man, you're going to love Yusaku." They're both the rbf hacker protags who fight the government. Lots to love.

But Jaden and Yuya????? Did not imagine I would come out of Arc-V going "omg they're foils. They're the same story through a different lens. They need to TALK to eachother and bond over their shared experiences."

Even leaving out my pet theory of "Zarc Was An Incarnation Of Jaden In The Original Timeline", they're just so. *clenches fist* The childhood trauma of being a weird kids and masking with an overly bubbly personality only to learn the great anger they've been trying to hide is powerful enough to rip apart reality and they're secretly harbingers of destruction.

By the end of GX, I think Jaden has wonderfully come to term with that. By the end of Arc-V, I think Yuya hasn't.

Their dynamic in the gc AU is very much to me Yuya is still struggling with Z-arc stuff, but not saying anything about it because that'd be weird, so he just kinda frets about it until he hits a breaking point and Jaden gets to offer his advice on dealing with all this.

I am so interested in exploring this that it actually got me started writing fic again,,, which I haven't done in like a year, so wish me luck. I'll keep y'all updated :)

Angst aside, they're also just. One braincell between them. Theatre kid and guy who has never once acted natural in his entire life. Kid making a scene at a Waffle House while his friend slowly eats the entire menu and offers suggestions. Jaden is a pokemon fan and Yuya is a kingdom hearts girlie, I've decided this, and they takes turns infodumping to each other. Jaden summons duel spirits so Yuya can ride around on Hiphippo even when he's not dueling. They trade funny things they've heard their dragons say. They're eldritch and inhuman and best friends, your honor.

#I know this is long #otherwise I would have started rambling on my 'Zarc was an incarnation of Jaden' theory #but yeah. <3 I care them.#thank you so much for sending in such a lovely ask #I love hearing from people just as yugioh brainwormed as I and yall are so nice #asks #answered asks #yugioh #ygo #yugioh gx #yugioh 5ds #yugioh arc v #ygo gx #ygo arc v #jaden yuki #yusei fudo #yuya sakaki

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shatterspin · 2 years ago

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Oh, God, I never saw someone talk about Ninjago's Arabic dubs, and let me tell you as someone who grew up watching them, they are absolutely horrible. Their voices are either too squeaky or too deep; their VAs don't suit them, and as you said, they keep changing. When I was little, I obv didn't understand English enough to watch the English dubs (considering that I was 4-5 when the show started), and when I finally started watching the English dubs (I was about 11-12, and it was Hunted), I was shocked by how good the VAs are??? Like omg they actually have consistent VAs??? that actually suit them??? I think that the problem with the Arabic dubs is that they always put women to voice little kids, teenage girls, and women, and very, very old men for (male) teenagers and adults. This way, a very old woman in the show might end up sounding like that random five-year-old, and boys all sound the same. They also frequently mispronounce names; for example, they pronounce Cole as Cool? Faith as Feeth (with a soft th) or something similar? Spinjitzu ends up sounding like a keyboard smash? AND they always translate puns and jokes word by word to the point where the joke isn't even a joke anymore; it's just a random statement that doesn't make any sense. There's also the fact that they even mispronounce some words (I remember Cole in Hunted once said "يبدو لذيذًأ" but the VA said "يبدو لزيزًأ") or they say some words in the Egyptian dialect (which I don't really mind tbh, but please stick to one thing).

I have never seen Crystallized in the Arabic dub, but wth happened to their voices?

WAIT, I also remembered something. "Tragic" scenes usually end up really funny in the Arabic dubs, and I've never realized that they were supposed to be sad until I got a tumblr account and saw people saying that they cried watching them (e.g. Zane's first sacrifice, the Overlord possessing Garmadon, etc.)

I'm sorry this thing got too long, but I've always wanted to talk about this to someone other than my siblings

Have a nice day!

arabic dubs are always a mixed bag. i rly can’t complain about lloyds voice actress because she does attempt to make her voice less high pitched when lloyd is aged up. how i think this all works though is that the voice actors are part of a group/company and other companies who want voices for dubbing would have to hiring them as a group rather than separately getting the voice actors (i assume it’ll just be more expensive this way) which would explain the constant changes between the voices actors.

the main jokes that rarely would get translated would be the ones that make a joke using english words. like the usually “duck” gag that happens in cartoons cant rly be translated to arabic so they usually don’t. sometimes the jokes in english would end up being completely different jokes in arabic but i enjoy those because it does show that they’re putting in more effort for it to make sense for arab audiences (this whole paragraph is me talking abt cartoons in general)

i also don’t mind the occasional dialect slip tbh but it is weird when it happened when they’re saying characters names (in the last clip i posted jay refers to kai as “قاي" ? who’s قاي 😤??)

i had to go watch the episodes you referred to, and for zane’s first sacrifice honestly they did a decent job i personally enjoyed it BUT GARMADON GETTING POSSESSED… it’s something alright… i wouldn’t say the original was “tragic” but it was a bit more serious but the arabic dub isn’t serious or funny it’s just.. it’s something

MY MAIN QUESTION TO U ANON IS! how did u even watch this on TV?? with the arabic dubs only covering some of the episodes and not all of them, just how was is it like on tv? i do remember that sometimes on arabic cartoon networks some shows that had the plot progressing each episode would sometimes be aired out of order, so was ninjago like that??

#i can’t remember how ninjago aired #i would catch some episodes sometimes but that was because my younger brother would sometimes watch it #but i didn’t watch enough of the episodes to understand anything that was going on #ninjago #anonymous #arabic dub

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tellthemeerkatsitsfine · 1 year ago

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So, the other day, I posted this video, because I figured enough time had passed since I last posted one of the clips of the thing I'm inexplicably obsessed with (late-night 00s Edinburgh shows), so I could get away with posting that one again. This led to a conversation with @lastweeksshirttonight, in which they asked me whether old Edinburgh Festival was always that unhinged. To which I would say - I watched a 2-hour documentary on it that went through years of weird shit that's happened there and didn't even mention Cowgate (though I think that's mainly because Daniel Kitson didn't do the documentary, obviously, so they glossed over his era of hosting a bit, and only really focused on him in a clip of one time when he was being a dick to Ava Vidal, for some reason). Maybe more significantly, a bunch of comedians got a collective nickname for pioneering the groundbreaking, so remarkable they got named after it, idea of not getting drunk every night during Edinburgh late-night shows.

Anyway, this made me think of the guy singing in the above video, whose name is Seán Cullen. He's Canadian, I used to occasionally hear him on CBC radio when I was younger. From 1987 to 1998, he was in a band called Corky and the Juice Pigs, with comedian Phil Nichol, and Greg Neale. I actually remember Corky and the Juice Pigs a bit too, from when I was young. They used to play on CBC radio, and I think they had songs on a compilation tape (like, an actual cassette tape) of Canadian comedy songs that my dad used to play in the car when I was about eight years old. Arrogant Worms, Bowser and Blue, Three Dead Trolls - those are the three Canadian comedy bands that I remember well being really into as a kid (and not just when I was a kid - the number of Arrogant Worms songs in my music collection has three digits in it, I last saw them live when I was well into my twenties, and I'd see them again tomorrow if the opportunity presented itself). I only very recently made the connection that Corky and the Juice Pigs - that other band that I used to hear play very Canadian joke songs - is the same as the band that Phil Nichol was in with that guy who sang Oh Edinburgh in that video. Turns out I've known who those guys are for way longer than I'd previously thought.

I definitely remember this song from those childhood road trips:

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I fucking loved this song during my childhood phase of thinking Canadians making fun of Americans was the funniest thing in the world (this phase didn't start with Rick Mercer's Talking to Americans but it was certainly fuelled by it).

Anyway, I didn't realize until last month that I've known who Phil Nichol was since I was maybe six years old, when I suddenly made the connection between his band and those childhood cassette tapes. But I did know that part of the answer to "was old Edinburgh Festival always that unhinged?" is "Well, the guy singing the song in that 2001 video that prompted the question was used to be in a band with a Canadian comedian named Phil Nichol, who won the Perrier Award in 2006 for an anti-Iraq war protest show that ended with him removing all his clothes and having about twenty other people on stage with him do the same and encouraging the audience to do so as well, and the in 2008 he called into Daniel Kitson's Melbourne radio show at 3 AM while clearly high to tell him that he loves him, and also that he's just made out with a woman in a car."

Of all the comedians I’ve discovered through my obsession with 00s Edinburgh comedy, Phil Nichol is one of the ones I quite like. At some point after his Corky and the Juice Pigs days ended in the late 90s, he moved to England and has been a comedian there ever since.

He has two old specials on NextUp: Nearly Gay from 2005 and The Naked Racist from 2006 (that’s the one that won the Perrier Award). Nearly Gay is a show that started because of what I think was Corky and the Juice Pigs’ most popular song: The Only Gay [word I, personally, would not use for Inuit people]. Apparently American comedian Scott Capurro repeatedly accused the song of being homophobic, so in 2005, Phil Nichol wrote a whole show about how he can’t be homophobic because he has lots and lots of gay friends and has done lots of stuff that could be considered “gay”, even though he’s heterosexual. And the show is… shockingly, much, much less awful than you’d expect, given the premise. I mean, it’s not perfect. But you know how bad a show you’re imagining based on my description? It’s a lot better than that.

Most of the time, I would say it would be annoying to spend five minutes listening to a straight dude explain how he’s exempt from homophobia because he kissed his male friend as a joke while drunk once and he has gay friends; it would be unbearable to listen to a guy do that on stage for a whole hour. But Phil Nichol gets away with it, because… okay, I have to admit, he’s got a point. He’s got a lot more to his defense than just an “I kissed a guy when I was drunk once” story. He makes his claims and then backs them up. Especially for 2005, when it was way less acceptable for straight guys to do anything that could possibly be perceived as gay. He had me at some point thinking – okay, fair enough, I think this straight guy might actually be sufficiently connected to the gay community to get a little bit of a pass.

It also helps that I don’t think the thing for which he was defending himself really needed defending. He was accused of homophobia over his song The Only Gay [word that I, personally, would not use for Inuit people], and you will notice there’s only one word in that song’s title that I refuse to type, and that word is not “gay”. I’ve heard the song, and I don’t think it is offensive to gay people. Whether it’s offensive to anyone else… I mean, it’s got a racial slur in the title. And I realize that word is not a racial slur everywhere. I realize in some parts of the world, it’s even the term that’s preferred by people it describes. But not in Canada. I was a child in Canada in the 90s, and I knew back then that that word is offensive, so I think it’s fair to say that Canadian band Corky and the Juice Pigs should have known that, even in the 90s. It’s a whole big thing here – we recently had the city of Edmonton change the name of a major sports team because you don’t use that word.

Having said that, there are multiple people in the YouTube comments saying they’re Inuit and they love this song. I do actually know a couple of Inuit people who have no problem with that word, but I know others who absolutely hate it. It’s down to the individual, and I wouldn’t tell any Inuit person not to use it. But overall, I would say the problem with the song that has a racial slur in the title is not that it pokes fun at gay stereotypes. It pokes fun at gay stereotypes, it pokes fun at Inuit stereotypes, and as a gay person, I’m authorized to give Phil Nichol and co a pass for one of those things but not the other. I’m happy to grant the pass in this instance (even though I’m not really authorized, as those are pretty specifically gay male stereotypes).

I’ll admit it also makes a difference to me that comedian Scott Capurro, the guy who complained about this, is on Comedy Unleashed these days. So he hasn’t got a lot of cred in the area of complaining that someone else is being offensive toward his minority status.

Honestly, the song isn’t really about gay people or Inuit people. It’s just an excuse to do an impression of a bunch of different bands, which they do entertainingly. I have to admit, I rewatched it just now and it still made me laugh. Here, watch the video and make up your own mind:

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So that’s what Nearly Gay was about. His hour-long rebuttal to Scott Capurro’s claims that he was homophobic because he sang a song about a gay guy being turned on by the North Pole. Some weird beef between a Canadian comedian and an American comedian, that he decided to bring to Edinburgh. Again, I might try harder to see Scott Capurro’s side if he weren’t [I almost linked to a video of him on Comedy Unleashed here, then though better of it, just trust me on this].

2005 was also the year that Daniel Kitson did a show that had a fair bit in it dedicated to refuting a female journalist who called him a misogynist. I guess that was a big year for straight men explaining how people were wrong to call them these things. But I have to say… Phil Nichol made a better case than Daniel Kitson. They both had a point. But Phil Nichol did just happen to have a massive arsenal of stories ready to explain why he might be the most gay-adjacent straight man of the decade.

This was the first Phil Nichol show I saw, when I got into him earlier this year. It certainly made an impression. It takes a while to adjust to Phil Nichol, no matter what you’re watching him do. Just to train your brain to get used to the breakneck pace at which he talks, his relentless enthusiasm. Listening to a Phil Nichol show is like having a conversation with an extremely excitable friend who absolutely cannot fucking wait to tell you about the eighteen different thoughts in his brain at any given second. This is partly because he talks in such a conversational style, if you assume it’s a conversation with someone who’s just ingested a lot of amphetamine-based drugs. “Okay, okay, so then this happened, and okay, I have to tell you this part – yeah, okay, and then, right, he comes up and does this, so I fucking don’t know what to do, right, because what are you supposed to do there, so then I just start screaming, and…” It’s like that. He talks like that. Non-stop. For an hour.

There are a lot of act-outs, both physical and verbal. I’ve never been hugely into physical comedy, and his acts aren’t very physical. It doesn’t really rely on the actions to show you the joke. It’s more than he runs around the stage, he waves his arms around to emphasize his points, every once in a while he’ll bring in a gesture to show you what he means. Like he has more to say than he could possibly say in a lifetime and is trying to get across as much as possible. I like the verbal act-outs, though, if that’s the right term for it, which I’m almost sure it isn’t. There’s probably a word for it. Sound effects? Telling a story, then immediately doing something onomatopoeic to demonstrate how something in the story sounded, then right back into the story. Act-outs with audio description.

It's a wild style, it doesn’t always work. I’m sure it doesn’t work for everyone – I can imagine some people (justifiable) really not liking him. Honestly, I found him a bit of an acquired taste. The first time I watched him, I got about ten minutes in and thought this probably won’t be for me. It took me about twenty minutes to really buy into it. But once I did, I found it very entertaining. He can take up all your attention, draw you right in so you don’t get distracted until he’s done.

Are his jokes well written? Honestly, I have no fucking idea. I suspect not. I cannot, off the top of my head, think of a good joke I’ve heard him tell. Is he using stage presence and delivery to cover for a lack of really strong material? I don’t know, probably. But that should be allowed, shouldn’t it? If it works? If you can still make people laugh? Some people get away with just getting on stage and slipping on banana peels, and because they look funny when they do it, it counts as good comedy (to people who like that sort of thing). So surely Phil Nichol’s stuff counts even if it relies on the way he talks.

He probably does have some good jokes. I don’t know, when I try to pick out individual pieces of his set, thinking too hard about the minutiae of something that intense makes my head hurt. I just sit back, spend an hour with no idea what’s going on, and once it’s over, I realize I had a good time.

The next show I saw him do was The Naked Racist in 2006. Perrier winner. Beat out other nominees David O’Doherty, We Are Klang, Russell Howard, and Paul Sinha for it. I want people to know I wrote that sentence without looking it up, then looked it up, and I was correct. I know too much. The point is that it won this award, and not in a particularly weak year (whether you think it was weak depends on your view of those other four acts, but they’re so different from each other that I think any comedy fan would like at least one of those four - personally I'm partial to all four, at least the 2006 versions of them, they represent four very different sides of what I enjoy about 00s comedy).

This was, essentially, an anti-war show. That was big in 2006. It’s almost weird now, because it’s been so long since the invasions of Afghanistan and Iraq, and advances in technology have made the state of “being at war” so much more nebulous (not that Western countries weren’t attacking Central America and the Middle East and various bits of Africa in covert ways during the twentieth century, but it became a lot more common with increased military technology in relatively recent years), so everyone is always at war. In the early 00s, the idea of the US and the UK being “at war” was a relatively new one, to people who’s grown up in the 70s/80s/90s (again, you do have to ignore a lot of shit to believe that, including some stuff pretty close to home for Britain, but that’s how it seemed), and wanted their countries to continue to be at peace. “Pacifist” was a more coherent political stance then, I think, and more common than it is now.

The Naked Racist is a pacifist show. It’s not a general political show, it’s not a general hippie show, it’s not even only an anti-Iraq war show (although it talks significantly about Iraq) – it’s a show about the specific and coherent political position of pacifism. I find that interesting, just for what it says about the changing political landscape since then.

It’s a show with a pacifist message, but it certainly doesn’t seem like political comedy. It seems like a bunch of stories about doing a lot of drugs and having a lot of sex. Because it is that. It’s a hundred stories all at once, at any given time he’s trying to tell at least eight, before moving on to the next ones. It’s a collection of stories that unfold enough so you realize – okay, I’m pretty sure this is a fairly wild life even for a touring comedian. Sorry, what was that one about the sex club? And it’s not a story of the novelty of the weird time when he walked into a place that turned out to be a sex club. It’s the story of how he likes going to sex clubs and doing drugs and listening to certain music and pushing himself because that makes him feel deeply alive, and it’s something we can all do with our inherent desires to hurt other people, and humanity doesn’t need war, we can all sublimate our violent urges into all this other shit instead. Which might be, you know, a small oversimplification of how deadly global conflicts work. But let him make you believe it for an hour, it’s beautiful.

I should give a warning – there are some N words in this show. Late in the show, at the crux of it. In the most justifiable context that word can have – repeating what got said in another instance while clearly stating that it’s bad that it got said. I just don’t think that particular word has any context that’s actually justifiable. I don’t even want to talk about changing times since 2006, because I don’t think it was any better then than it is now. But also, just because I don’t think context fully absolves him doesn’t mean I won’t consider it at all when judging the show. I enjoyed the show anyway. Just like, I guess, I laughed at the Only Gay song anyway. I will turn against a comedian I otherwise like if I think they say something shitty in a way that clearly shows them to actually be shitty (Alfie Brown). But I don’t think this is that, even though I don’t agree with his choice to use the word. If we start getting rid of anyone who’s ever said that word in any context then we’d have to start with Stewart Lee, and that would be a whole big thing.

The show ends with some other stuff that… completely reasonable people could take issue with. Phil Nichol’s clothes come off, then dancers and other people who are part of the show join him on stage and their clothes come off (that didn’t include anyone I recognized in the DVD recording that’s on NextUp, but the description says that when this was performed in Edinburgh, they had Pappy’s Fun Club and Phil Kay and whatever other comedians they could convince doing it), then the camera pans around to show dancers spread across the crowd taking clothes off, and then they encourage the audience do the same. They don’t, to be clear, try to make anyone do it. It’s a very “join us in this if you want to!” situation. So the audience has a choice of whether to take off their clothes, but not in whether to see a lot of other people do that.

And I do mean all their clothes. Full frontal. I’ve seen a lot of Phil Nichol. I’ve seen all of Phil Nichol, it was on display to the audience and camera.

I think this is a grey area, morally, which can sometimes go from a vague academic discussion into something with consequences. See: Jerry Sadowitz, last year. I should say that I don’t have much of an opinion on the Jerry Sadowitz thing, because I can’t have much of an opinion, I’ve never seen a moment of any of his comedy, much less whatever he did the night he got canceled. I’ve read a bit about what he does, I have an idea of what happened, I’m pretty sure I think the venue was probably right to get rid of him. Probably. But I don’t call that “much of” an opinion because I don’t really know.

I know that last year, part of why his venues canceled on him is they said he took out his dick and showed it to an audience member. And I know that some people defended him by saying seeing dicks is not uncommon at a late-night Edinburgh show, people should know what they’re getting into. And my view on that is… I don’t know enough about it to be sure, I can’t really definitely say. But I know context matters, and my guess is that context is violating. Someone can be okay with the possibility that someone’s dick will come out, without being okay with having it shoved in their face specifically, to humiliate them because the comedian gets mad at them. Phil Nichol got his dick out and jumped up and down for all to see, but he didn’t single anyone out with it.

I have seen enough other Late ‘n’ Live clips to know it is true when people say that sometimes people get their dicks out during late-night Edinburgh shows (or they did, at least – not sure if it’s so common these days). And while full frontal nudity is relatively rare, I’ve seen plenty of comedy things, in stand-up and TV, where a comedian ends up in their underwear. It happens. Sometimes that’s a natural consequence of escalating a bit. And Phil Nichol is nothing if not an escalator of bits.

I think whether it’s okay always depends on context. Is it reasonable to say the audience should have expected the amount of nudity they got? If not, and unsuspecting people had this thrown at them, that’s anything from a shitty and cancel-able comedy show, to a serious crime. If the audience knew what they were getting into, then I think it’s fair to say the comedian didn’t violate anyone. They chose to show up.

I’ve read the description of The Naked Racist (it really is all in the title – I enjoyed this show a lot, but when writing about it, I’ve felt the need to warn people that there is, in fact, nudity and racism in it), and I know a bit about Phil Nichol in general, and I think anyone who’d done those things at the time should have had a reasonable expectation that he might at some point get his dick out. He didn’t spring that on anyone who shouldn’t have known.

Honestly, it looked like fun. I don’t know what the fuck I’d have done if I’d been in that crowd. I mean, I know my clothes would have stayed on. But I don’t know if I’d have been uncomfortable with what was happening around me, or gotten caught up in the excitement of it. Because that’s what it was. That was the idea behind that as the finale – that people should do wild exciting things like take their clothes off, instead of fight wars. Again, an oversimplification of global policy. But it sure looks cathartic.

After that, I went to Go Faster Stripe and bought his 2021 show Your Wrong. That one was very slightly calmer, but no less intense, I think. He was a little older, slightly less animated, but that’s still more animated than most people I’ve ever seen do anything. But the story stayed intense because it was more personal, some fucking striking stories about his family and his upbringing. It explained a lot, to be honest. It was like learning about him out of order. I normally like discovering a comedian’s work in chronological order, so I start with their earlier stuff when they tend to be more autobiographical, and then I get to seeing the person they became as a result of that autobiography. Phil Nichol went the other ways. I heard his wild edgy stories of the wild edgy person he was in 2005 and 2006, and then I skipped to 2021 and heard him tell me how he grew up, and I said, “Oh, that explains a lot.” That he was raised in a hardcore Christian family and then ran off to Britain, where he immediately dedicated his life to drugs and sex clubs to be the opposite of his family.

Well, after having this conversation the other day, I decided to buy another Phil Nichol thing off Go Faster Stripe, his 2015 show that I hadn’t seen yet called I Don’t Wanna Talk About It. I watched it for the first time today. I enjoyed it a lot. He’s still very fucking animated, though a few breaths less mobile than in 2005 and 2006. It’s a breakup show, and I tend to like breakup shows. It’s a show that oscillates wildly between hope and despair, and I tend to like that too. It ends with a traditional really "big finish", including a fakeout and a song, and I like that.

It also had some stuff about Canadian politics, which I really liked. Specific stuff, about our political parties and scandals they've had and the issue of Quebec's separation referendum. I don't see that often. I don't see much Canadian comedy, and political stuff is such a small percentage of any comedy I see. I see huge swathes of British comedy, and still have to pick through just a few comedians to get political stuff. So in my smaller pool of Canadian comedians I'm into, the crossover with political comedy is almost zero. I really enjoyed some jokes about it.

“We had a referendum in Canada – this is true, a true story. I don’t know if you know, but the Bloc Quebecois – a separatist group from French Canada, they want to separate on the grounds that they’re a different people, right – and at one point the Liberal Party in Canada was decimated by a scandal, and so the Bloc Quebecois rose to power, right, and became the Official Opposition in the House of Parliament, against Conservatives, who are right-wing fucking Christian motherfuckers. So, at one point, in the Canadian government, there was all these French guys who wanted to fuck off out of Canada, and a whole bunch of English guys who wanted the French to fuck off out of Canada. It was amazing!”

If you're not from Canada, you should know that extract I just quoted is 100% accurate. He's right, one province's separatist party did become the Official Opposition in our federal government once. People should be making jokes about that all the time.

This show gets into a few specifics of his life that I hadn’t known before. Apparently he grew up in fucking Pickering – I didn’t know that before. I know Pickering well. I live about four hours away from it. There’s a major wrestling team there, and they host several tournaments every year, so I’ve been there to coach a lot. And even when I’m not actually in Pickering, I’ve spent a lot of time with people from there, competing against people from their team in tournaments held in other places.

I kind of love the idea that one of those people raised in that fucking place turned into Phil Nichol. Because that place as I know it is pretty much what he described. Small, insular, reputation-driven, Christian. His show mentions that two of his nieces from that place got pregnant as teenagers, and were shunned by the community as a result (he's the cool uncle in this story, not one of the people doing the shunning). Personally, I know two different people from Pickering who got teenage pregnant or teenage impregnated someone. It’s common there, what with the whole Christian thing, the lack of sex ed and everything that comes with that. I’ve met so many bright promising teenagers from that conservative repressive place, and I've seen how few options they have. I hope every fucking one of them follows in the footsteps of Phil Nichol. I hope they all move to England and do a lot of drugs and make out with women in cars and call into radio stations to tell Daniel Kitson they love him and protest against wars and win major awards for it.

I think I started this post with the idea that it would build up to something, but I can't remember what that thing was anymore, and this seems like as good a note as any on which to end it.

#Youtube

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manybcdthings · 1 month ago

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It struck Felix suddenly, in the middle of the bustling night market, that Astra was wandering here alone. Amid the grit and noise of The Wards, she moved untouched, gliding through it all. Her dress swayed with each gentle step, worn and softened with age, frayed at the edges like petals at the end of summer. The faint jangle of her bracelets broke through the market's din, delicate but clear, marking her presence even as she seemed to drift. A surge of protectiveness shot through him, reflexive, making him glance over his shoulder as if half expecting trouble. But when he turned back, Astra was smiling, already holding a bundle of herbs and waving them beneath his nose.

Felix chuckled, humoring her as he took a deep breath, his lips curling into a reluctant smirk. The scent was earthy and warm, laced with hints of something sharp and bright. Strange, yet oddly comforting. "Yeah… it's nice. What do you use that for?" he said, though the herbs clearly weren't what she'd picked up from that last stall. He gestured vaguely behind them, confused but curious, his eyes catching on Astra's easy smile. There was always something about her, an elusiveness that kept him guessing even when she was right there, walking beside him, close enough for the scent of those herbs to linger between them.

And there was that look, the mischief in her eyes, clinging to her words. He felt himself grinning absently, pulled in without resistance. "I think I am looking for down, yeah." he admitted, giving a simple shrug, an acceptance of something he couldn't quite put into words. But Astra teased about not needing to know one another, and without meaning to, his mind latched onto a single, possessive thought. No, we're going to know each other.

Felix's grin softened, his gaze on her as they walked. "I seemed interesting to know? Even though my voice went all weird?" he asked, a hint of laughter in his voice. He was grateful to be speaking normally now, none of that hesitant tone that had crept in back at the treehouse. But she seemed to understand his unsteady rhythm, or at least, not judge it. "But no, I mean it. I liked the Clips. It was just…" he glanced forward, rubbing the back of his neck as he remembered the soft, gentle haze they'd wrapped him in. It was a warmth he wasn't used to, comfortable but… different. "Maybe I don't need a stronger down but a stronger up instead. The Clips kinda…drifted in-between." he spoke as if trying to name a color he'd never seen, but he still knew she'd understand.

Only then did he realize how they'd been wandering through the market without a destination, how little he'd noticed the stalls or the people around them. But if someone asked him every detail about Astra, he'd be able to describe her like she was painted across his mind. The way her hair fell, wild and loose, curls catching the lantern light. The soft scatter of faint freckles over her nose. The quiet smile that flickered across her lips, so serene against the restlessness around them. The way her gaze, intense and softened all at once, looked at everything as if she saw more than others did. "Glow, right? That was...what you had taken last time?" he knew he was focused on her as they walked, but he didn't care. His eyes flicked over her features, a slight smile twitching over his lips.

"Do you need to get anything else?" he asked, his attention flicking to her bag, almost surprised to remember she had one. But he definitely hadn't forgotten the urge to look out for her among the market. He nodded to the street. "I'll walk you home, whenever you decide to go home." because, evidently, Astra was in no rush. Her whole aura was calming and slow. Felix hadn't realized just how much until he was within it again.

Wandering, Astra thinks, is life itself. Steps taken with no clear destination, moving through the unknown where anything can happen. The night market is the perfect place for this kind of meandering, a labyrinth of glowing lanterns and shadowed alleys, the air thick with the scent of spiced foods and burning incense. Stalls overflow with curiosities, from delicate trinkets to rough-hewn goods, all bathed in the flickering light of old bulbs. There's a rhythm here that's different to the usual market, a hum that flows through the crowd, and Astra slips into it with ease, unhurried.

Celeste is always at the edge of her mind, and when she spots a small trinket, metal shaped into a girl with wild curls, tiny crystals embedded in the triangle-shaped dress, her thoughts shift fully to her daughter. Astra's fingers brush over the cool surface, and immediately she knows this is something Celeste will adore. Without hesitation, she begins to barter with the stall owner, her smile soft but persuasive. Yet, something tugs at her attention, a presence felt more than seen.

She glances up, and there he is again.

He stands at the edge of the market's shadows, tall, focused on her but almost blending into the night. His eyes, though, are what draw her in. Just like they did the night they met. Intense, glimmering. Astra grins, the sight of him sending a flicker of amusement through her. She knew their paths would cross again, though the how and when had remained elusive until now. Finishing her purchase quickly, she tucks the metal girl into her bag along with the other items she's collected, not bothering to question why he falls into step beside her. They walk together, moving through the crowd with an easy synchronicity, as if their wandering was always meant to be shared.

He casts a curious glance at her bag, and without hesitation, Astra reaches inside, her fingers skimming past the trinket for Celeste and pulling out a small bundle of dried herbs. "Here, sniff it." she teases, her tone light and playful as she waves it gently under his nose. The scent of Solstice Spice, rich and warm but with an edge of sweetness that lingers. "Nice?" she asks, her smile widening as she smells it next, satisfied as she tucks the herbs away into her bag again. Astra glances to him, amused at how it happens again. He goes to speak, but the words don't quite come. Astra looks ahead, her gin only growing wider.

"Mm, I do have stronger." she says, her voice lilting with mischief. "But...that depends. Entirely." she glances sideways at him, her eyes twinkling with a knowing look. "Are you still looking for doowwn?" she asks, drawing out the word in a playful tease, her chuckle light. "I didn't make the clips myself, you don't have to pretend you liked them." Astra then says, looking ahead again as they walk. "It's a shame, though. If you love down so much, there's not much of a reason for us to know one another." her tone remains teasing and soft as she chuckles. "And you seemed quite interesting to know."

#felixchat #flashback; felix and astra 002 #I gots no other replies

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teamfreewill2pointo · 3 years ago

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J2 have “stretched the truth” for years . One time being for example the infamous dinner story which Jared shared as being out with Gen and then Jensen later retold as being him and Jared. Or March 2021 when there were sightings of J2 in Colorado together around jensens bday but Jared claimed he wasn’t with him (and nearly slipped up with “I was with you on your birt-ER HAPPY BIRTHDAY ACKLES”! (1/2)

"(2/2) and they are just two examples along with Walker. I’ve often wondered why ? The Colorado thing can be explained by not wanting to take heat during a pandemic , but others are weird to me (and let me clarify - I don’t think it’s a shipping thing, at all , I just want to know why they stretch the truth so often? Safety ?)" Ever since I've realized that tinhats claim that they aren't hat, I'm not sure what I should say to clarify that I'm genuinely not a hat. Before I talk about this more, just be clear that I don't think that any of J2M are in a secret sexual relationship with each other. I think the Js marriages are real and that their wives aren't beards. Jared and Misha have both said that they are straight very recently.

So first, Jensen will insert himself into stories where he wasn't there to begin with. For example, when Jared and Gen had a couples staycation at the Driskill hotel, Jensen at one point claimed that he was the one pulling the sheets off of Jared. To me, this was very clearly a joke.

However, Jensen may have been with them at the restaurant in Italy as well - they traveled around together outside of the con on multiple occasions. He talked about how he went with Jared while Jared got a haircut and just hung out with him. So it wouldn't surprise me if he was always with them and they just dropped that part off the first telling.

There are several stories where we didn't get the full story until much later. What's interesting about that Walker photo is that anyone who actually watches Walker would know that it was from an earlier episode, so it's not like they are working extra hard to hide it. In the case of Walker, I think part of it is security, but I also think part of it is them trying to prove that they can stand independently of each other.

And it's not just with Jared, Jensen will do this with Misha too. For example, when it came to the infamous house rental story, Jensen initially tried to say that they didn't sleep in the house and was clearly reluctant to tell the whole story. Jared barrelled on. Misha brought up the house rental story at a recent con and clipped out much of it, especially the gay porn part. I think he forgot that they already told it to us at Jibcon.

It was also funny seeing fandom reaction to that because the J2 tinhats thought that J2 shared the room, the Cockles tinhats thought that Cockles shared the room. I saw a lot of "why are they lying about this?" FWIW, I don't think they are lying about where they slept.

Also, AFAIK, Jensen has never once talked about Misha staying with him or their "slumber parties". Misha and Jared have been the ones to talk about Misha staying in Jared's apartment in Van. DJ talked about how Misha mostly stays with Jensen when he's shooting in Van. Rob talked about the Jacksonville "slumber party".

Jensen is a very private person and is much more concerned with his public appearance. Do you remember the It Gets Better Campaign? In 2010, a bunch of people released videos telling young queer people that their lives will improve. Obama even did it. I've heard that Jared really wanted to do it, but Jensen was hesitant and, in the end, Jared didn't do it because it would look awkward if Jared did it alone. From what I hear, Jensen thought it would be considered as "proof" to the tinhats, which is why he didn't want to do it.

Sometimes they are doing things they shouldn't be doing. Like Jared going to visit Jensen in Colorado. Jared also wasn't supposed to be skiing and had in his contract that he wouldn't ski, but still skied anyway.

#tinahts #answers #anon #j2m

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what do you mean by the animosity of ttlmt? did it cause a weird reaction?

Hiding under the cut so I don't keep clogging up people's timelines

Yeah, ttlmt caused a lot of tension in the first part of 2018. Basically, people took the gay jokes and the message of the video itself and kind of assumed that was Dan's coming out (because at that time no one expected either of them to ever explicitly say anything, let alone make a whole video!)

Some fans were excited and proud and thought "wow this is the new era of them being more open" and then some fans thought that was disrespectful and that we were putting words in Dan's mouth (you've got to remember at this time there were still a lot of people who thought they were both straight). Regardless, the video caused a lot of buzz. (I'd def recommend checking out the idb forum from that time to get a good feel of the reactions)

And then he did a liveshow (X) where Dan did what Dan does best- he talked in circles and retracted statements and basically spiraled and called out people who were 'only focusing on that one part'. He even pulled up a clip he edited out to prove he was going to say he ate non gender specific ass. It was...a mess...and he was clearly not in the best headspace.

Then the shit hit the fan. Viewers were upset at him for making us seem like we were reaching, fans were being volatile towards each other (if I see the phrase "this is why he hates us" ever again....) Phil tried to get him in a video for very obvious damage control (X) (I mean just check out the replies to his tweet saying he was filming with Dan).

It was just a weird time for everyone. They were stressed and in the middle of tour prep, we of course had no idea they were planning on coming out. From the outside, it just looked like another one of Dan's one step forward two steps back things. I don't think any of us realized how much it affected Dan until they did the mukbang later that year and he said he had a breakdown and they legitimately didn't know if they were going to even do the tour anymore.

I think it was partially Dan thinking he was ready for the next step, and then having a bit of a freak out at the reaction because the audience Did have a very loud reaction to it. And at the time, our relationship with Dan especially wasn't like how it is now. There was more tension and miscommunication and underlying resentment (which was deserved! the audience put them through hell in the old days and it's not like they've ever cleared the air there). So all we saw was his anger and it seems like all he saw in us was invasiveness and then backlash.

tldr; it wasn't great but we all made it out. I really think the tour was good for everyone and did a lot in terms of healing their relationship with us and reconnecting us to them. (and they FINALLY got it through their thick skulls that we're their age and mostly queer).

#anon ask #march 2018 aged me by 10 years

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crimson-moonflowers · 3 years ago

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👀👀👀👀👀👀

send me a 👀 and i’ll answer with a pic of my f/o and gush about it

Aaaaand now is Noriaki's turn, because why not? I woke up a bit gushy today. I apologise in advance for the possible cheesiness/cringe content you're about to read.

(Again, these rambles aren't spoiler free)

Alright! Let's forget how it took me time to realize I loved him as a character and more.

First impression of him? A weird looking guy with bright hair and a weird way to eat cherries, the rero rero scene was probably one of the first Jojo related clips I saw before watching Jojos.

Why is he one of my f/o's?

This is something I found out probably some weeks ago, feels recent.

I somehow relate to him.

I didn't isolate myself when I was a kid, but after a bad experience when I trusted someone with personal stuff and they just, went and told other people to get more friends (pretty much using me as a topic for conversations) it became hard for me to get close to someone and to make friends, and if we add the fact that I've always been the one with the weird interests (along with my sister) it was hard to find friends with the ones I could feel like I was myself.

Until this year, I found really nice people and now I feel like I can be myself around them.

But let's not stray from the topic

His character is pretty interesting, he is polite and good at quick thinking, yet he's also mean and ruthless when it comes to fight other stand users. Something that we need to remember (and that it's also stated on his wiki) is that he's more cruel than the other crusaders when it comes to fights, the only time he didn't go for the kill was with death 13 and just because he was a baby.

And that's one of the reasons I have an internal fight when it comes to the opinion of the fandom about him. He is a really interesting character that usually gets stuck on the "little mew mew" type of character and let's not talk about the Milfhunter jokes, I fucking hate those.

He's smarth, mean but kind at the same time, I love how sarcastic he is from time to time and how he didn't hesitate to risk his life for someone that was kind to him.

Needless to say that his death hurts to the point where I can't re-watch the final chapters of sdc because it hurts. And knowing that those 50 days where possible the only days when he was truly happy on his whole life just makes things worse.

That's why I got Lia with him but that's another story.

#ask game #asks #magthemage #kakyoin my beloved

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tuttifuckinfruttifriday · 3 years ago

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🎉 Happy Birthday to who?? 🎂 (or : The best birthday she ever had)

Pairings: The Voorheese’s family(MJ, Malon and Jason)

Warnings: a bit sad, cute

another banner under the cut since I love making those hehe :D

Absolutely don’t hesitate to tell me if I did any mistakes, it would be extremely appreciated!<3

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As soon as she woke up, the only thought that MJ had was;

Oh god, not today.

Why you ask? Well, it’s her birthday even though she never celebrated it, which kind of made it hard in her whenever someone would remind her of it.

It wasn’t a big deal, but today was. After long time of no signs of life, her parents had sent her a “Happy Birthday” card bought from the nearest store with the cheap envelope that you can’t even open. It was cute and nice of them to think about her, but she almost would have preferred they didn’t, the classic message “We hope you’re having an amazing day since it’s your day and blah-blah-blah” greeted her as she opened it and closed it after, a small smile onto her face. She was so into the piece of paper that she was obvious of the small red head looking over her shoulder with a small grin. As soon as MJ turned around her daughter was already gone and tiptoeying away, a mischevious look on her face.

She never even knew when her mother's birthday was, so she would cherish this information. The first thing Malon did was look for her father, her smile widening when she saw him cutting some woods outside. Jason had his back to her, an axe in his bigger hands as he cut some woods for one of his numerous projects, his usual jacket missing even if it was chilly outside. The wind made her hug her small knitted jacket tighter to her body as she moved towards him. She liked how her father was so creative, but sometimes she thought about how he made them for her and her mother, just to see them smile...She wasn't stupid. If only she could tell him how happy her and her mom were happy with just being with him, but he wouldn't believe them anyway... Well, at least they could try to make him understand how much he means to them by doing small things for him and saying everyday that they love him <3. But going back to it, she announced her presence with more weight in her steps, knowing her father would probably die again if she sneaked up on him. When he realized she was there, he put the potential weapon down and looked down at her, crouching beside her as she hugged him. ''Did you know it's mom's birthday?... '' Malon said as she looked into his dark eyes with her sparkling and childish ones. A laugh escaped her as she saw her father's face look like he had just been slapped, his eyes wide open. To answer her question, the undead man nodded and got up, but he couldn't fool her. He couldn't fool her, and Malon knew he knew that. Even so, she still let him think that he did as she watched him pace around with his eyes moving back and forth as he was obviously thinking. It was even funnier when she asked him bluntly if he wanted her to help him find a present for her mother, a childish smile still on her face. Without even thinking about it, Jason immediately nodded with enthusiasm and despair. Both knew that they could not find a gift on their own, the reason why they immediately went to work. Still almost laughing, Malon followed her father to the small shed behind the cabin and waited for him outside when he made her sign to.

After some time of waiting and hearing him rummaging inside, the curious girl was going to ask him what he was doing until she saw him get a really big wooden chest outside, the paint chipping away as it seemed to have survived a lot. What she didn't know and nobody did is that it did survive a lot, since it's Jason's old toy chest. Obviously, there weren't toys inside. It was a surprise to his daughter when he opened it and she saw lots of things inside, mostly things that he had taken from his victims/the trespassers. There was almost anything; jewelries, brushes, broken phones, what looked like snacks but were obviously not good anymore, clothes..... A lot of things. ''Woah! Where does this come from?? '' Malon said with excitement, impressed by the things inside as she leaned down to look. Her father only made a shush motion as he winked at her, already starting to look through the heavy box at his feet on his knees. Trying to make small talks and being really curious, Malon asked her father after guessing those were things he collected; '' For how long have you been collecting those?... '' Jason stopped and looked up, frowning and making a motion to say he doesn't know, which surprises Malon even more. He didn't know for how long he had been collecting those things, but he remembered a bit that he started approximately when he saw MJ for the first time, but he wasn't going to say that to his daughter. After some times of searching, he found an almost intact compass at the bottom and took it with a small pocket knife and some other things he found, having a small idea of what to do. He had let Malon look inside too for something to give her mother, evidently making sure to show her to be careful because there was some dangerous things inside the chest. Malon chooses a cute ring that Jason didn't even knew he had with a necklace that has a small rock that her father told her is an 'aquamarine', the people who are born in march's birthstone(correct me if I'm wrong<3).

To get the dust and dirt off, Jason gave his daughter a small rag and she did just that, smiling as she saw how beautiful the jewelleries were. Before Jason closed the chest and hid it in the shed again, he took some camo pants that had a hole in them and closed the lid, remembering he had a small sewing kit on a shelf. He watched as Malon ran inside to find a cute bag to put the jewelleries inside and draw her mom a birthday card before he put all his strength into taking it back to the shed and hiding it, the things he took into his arms.

While they did that, MJ was wondering what her family was doing as she hadn't seen them when she got up. It was definitely strange since Malon always came to her and asked her for breakfast since Jason was mostly always working. But she hasn't even seen a glimpse of the child, not until now at least. The front door closed softly as the woman made her way to greet the person, frowning and tilting her head when she saw Malon hiding something in her pockets. ''Hey sweetheart! Where have you been? '' ''Oh! I-I was looking for daddy until I found him and helped him with..... something. '' Malon said with an hesitant pose as she almost looked panicked, obviously trying to hide something from her as she averted her eyes. ''Okay....'' MJ was going to let it pass since she didn't want to assume anything, so she only watched her speed walk to her room with a small chuckle when she heard her door close. Her pale eyes looked into the window as she saw Jason's retreating back going into the shed and closing the door. 'Why... Why are they acting so strange?? ' She thought as her brows seemed to be in a permanent frown. To change her mind, she decided that she would make a light breakfast for her and Malon, since her husband didn't need to eat and looked quite busy.

Questions raced through her mind as she cut some fresh strawberries/blueberries/raspberries (your pick :p) from the garden on the cutting board, being careful not to cut herself in the process. It was kind of weird that they decided to hide themselves on her birthday. It's not like they knew though, so she couldn't say anything. She got some crackers and yogurt (sorry if you don't/she doesn't eat that D:) and put them in a bowl as she smashed the biscuits in a small bag before putting the into the almost liquid substance and took the bowl with the fruits to the side to Malon, keeping another one of the same thing at the table as she obviously wanted to eat too. She knocked softly on her daughter's door as she called out to her, almost jumping back when she opened the door right away with a giddy smile. ''Here you go hon...'' She gave the food to her as she put it on the small table with the chair in the corner of her room. Before MJ could go though, she felt a small hand holding hers. ''I've got something for you, mom...'' A soft look came onto her face as she nodded with a small 'okay' and entered her daughter's room. ''That's nice of you, baby... What have you got for me? '' She answered back softly with a smile as she saw her pick a small pink bag from the floor. ''Here.'' The bag was placed into her hand carefully as she looked down at it with curiosity, missing Malon's childish and excited smile as she opened it carefully. There was a piece of paper that was folded in two on the top, so that's what she took and gasped as soon as she saw sparkles falling out of it, colourful colours and writing inside. It was written in blue and pink 'Happy birthday mom! ' In Malon's shaky handwriting. There were three stick figures beside each other, one that had muscles and was taller than the other and one that had a birthday hat. At the realization, MJ's eyes became glassy and happy tears fell down her face, her eyes fixed on the homemade card. ''Oh my.... Thank you so much, darling. You certainly didn't need to.....Awww....'' She instantly hugged her daughter tightly, almost forgetting the presents at the bottom until she was reminded by the girl. Her hand shakily reached inside as she ignored the fact that she didn't tell anybody it was her birthday for now as she felt two small things and gathered them in her hands. It was a beautiful shock again when she saw the jewelleries she hold in her hands, her eyes wide open before she covered her mouth with her other hand. ''Malon....'' She almost whispered as she watched the small girl hug her tightly and smile happily. ''Put them on!'' MJ carefully put the ring on as she admired it, feeling Malon's smaller hands put the necklace's chain around her neck and attach it with the clip at the back. ''W...Where did you get those?.......'' ''Daddy had them in a chest!'' The girl didn't know if she should have told her about the chest, but she did anyway. After some cuddles and hugs, MJ finally asked her how she knew it was her birthday. ''Well...I saw that you were reading a brithday card your parents gave you........'' It instantly clicked in her mind as she let out a chuckle, already guessing that she told Jason too. ''You didn't have to get me anything, I swear sweetie--'' ''I HAD to!!'' She was surprised as her daughter cut her off with a whine, hugging her tighter. ''You always get us something, you deserves so much more!'' Before she knew it, a tear fell down her face again as she buried her face into her daughter's red hair with a giant smile. ''I love you so so sooooooo much....'' ''I love you toooooo....'' MJ was trying so hard not to tear up,

until she heard the door open again.

With a chuckle and some sniffles, she let her daughter go and looked at her face as she placed some loose strands behind her small ears. ''Well, *sniffle* daddy is home...'' She said as she took Malon into her arms, smiling even more as she giggled and wrapped her small limbs around her. She walked out of the room and caressed her soft hair as she smiled brightly at her now unmasked husband. He went slowly towards her with a beautiful but shy smile as he kissed her softly and gave a small pat to Malon's head, on hand behind his back. His lopsided smile enlarged before his wife could do anything else as he took his hand out from behind his back, a home made camo patterned bag into his strong hand. Malon was sure that her mother would have dropped her from shock if she hadn't hopped from her arms some seconds ago. The woman's pale eyes were impossibly wide as she took the offered bag in her hands, feeling that there are some things inside. Tears finally streamed down her face as she looked at all its angles, noting the sloppily stitched words into the bag as she squinted and smiled. ''A...A survival bag?... '' A nod was her answer as he made a sign for her to carry on. The noise of the velcro was what filled the cabin as soon as she pulled gently the piece of fabric closing the bag. The only thought that came to her was that she didn't deserve all that, but she knew that her husband would whoop her ass if she said that. Obviously, another shocked gasp escaped her as she wiped her face with the back of her unoccupied hand. She took out the things inside and put them on the kitchen table, putting the bag aside once it was emptied of all its content. Her eyes travelled once again, but to the things that she had gotten out; a pocket knife, a compass in a small leather pouch and what seemed like a Swiss pocket knife and a big roll of thick rope. Happiness invaded her full body and she hugged her husband tightly, her arms coming to wrap around his neck before she kissed him, chuckling and parting as she heard a small “eww” from Malon. “I love you so much….” The answer she got was her lover’s hands in the shape of a heart as he pointed to her. She chuckled again. Leaning her body on him after some moments, MJ started to speak again. “I seriously don’t deserve you two… It’s just……” There was a pose and Malon and Jason could almost have thought that she would have cried again, yet she didn’t. “Thank you…. “

The three hugged tightly, staying in the hug as long as long as they wanted as they didn’t have anything to do anyway. “Y’all want to play a board game?—“ Mumbles and whines from Malon greeted her as she laughed, seeing the childish face Jason did. “Come on! I’ll search for one!” They couldn’t complain as she already went to search for it. For the rest of the day, the small family played games and joked with each other, having a pretty nice day. It was the first time MJ had celebrated her birthday with Jason and Malon, but she could consider it the best birthday she ever had…

#randomly a fan #jason voorheese #jasonvoorhees

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norgestan · 4 years ago

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You mentioned that you didn't know Skam had a Spanish remake until s2, so I got super curious. Did you watch Skam back in the day? Had you watched any remakes before eskam? What made you start watching eskam, and what were your thoughts on Nora and Alejandro (individually and as a couple) before s3?

oh i will put a read more on this because it got too long

i watched skam before, yes! i got to know about it in 2016 and the first clip that i ever watched on real time was the speech eskild gave isak about pride. i really loved s3, so i watched s1 and s2 and kept up with s4 for about half of the season - i can’t remember why i stopped watching but it probably had something to do with the little time that i had back then and the work that one had to do to search and watch every individual clip subtitled on dailymotion.

when i came to know about the remakes idea i was like, fuck no. lol, because i thought og was pretty good on its own and the idea of having the same show in so many other versions is just so weird to me? i still kept up with some remakes via seeing their tag whenever it trended on tumblr, like skamfr and skamit. those were the most popular ones, and also the ones with evak seasons, ha. that is why austin, wtfock and nl were the ones i knew about the last.

i tried watching skamfr to see what was all the fuss about, i remember i chose that because i like the language and i was trying to learn french. you can imagine how that went lol i gave up on like, episode 8? because i was honestly bored and watching the super unnatural, fast delivery of the actors made me miss og SO much (i still watch og s3 every once in a while, it’s for me what the kids call now a comfort show).

i only came to know about skam españa when the trailer for cris’ season dropped and everyone started to freak out because a) finally another evak season, and b) it’s about two girls! i was pumped bc the wlw rep and THEN i realized it was a remake in my first language. if i had known about it before i definitely would’ve watched that one first. i kept up with the remake because it was super easy with the clips dropping in youtube, and though i wasn’t the biggest fan of cris back then and it didn’t resonate w me the way og had done, it was well done and i didn’t need subtitles to understand it. after i finished it, i watched s1 and found it way more compelling than skamfr s1 had felt to me, but i really didn’t have any desires of watching every single remake, until i made this sideblog.

i never really cared that much about nora on s1 and s2. i think josefine’s portrayal of noora was so charming and iconic on s1 and nicole didn’t get to those standards, but she def was a really good friend to eva. my problem is that her actions seemed way too... performative? in previous seasons. a highlight of that would be nora telling eva about her “joan of arc” nickname in s1. having s3 to close off her development makes it all really nuanced, but at the time i just didn’t buy her feminist rhetoric - although that’s more of a noora problem. it also reminded me a bit of myself, the kind of things i’d say because i read them on tumblr and how there was always a challenge to stand my ground whenever i tried to pull that with my family or my classmates, that helped me to shape my morality. and i think skames got a bit of that, too: the whole pansexuality thing, nora telling cris that she didn’t have to put up with joana’s MI, etc. i think it was refreshing to see a character that thought so highly of herself and her morality, be put on her place by people who knew better, and she never took it hard or got angry because of that. because there wasn’t a lot of depth to her in s2 and just kept on being the cool, supportive friend, i was okay w her but didn’t like her as much as the others. with s3, of course that drastically changed for me.

i think i summed up my impression of alejandro really well on my s1 review, and because i watched s2 first i immediately assumed he’d be the typical william and i was an anti noorhelm when i watched og, so i was super wary of him (there’s also my tags here that sum up how i was feeling about him at the time). rewatching og s1 and s2 made me really appreciate some of the changes: small things like alejandro wearing a condom to have sex with viri, inviting the girls to his halloween party as an apology, being invited to cris’ house party where she came out to her friends, and big things like him not gifting girls he slept with hoodies to mark them, instead causing a (hilarious and skames’ best choice in s1) std outburst that only talked about his promiscuity and status as a fuckboy; apologizing to viri because he realized he was in the wrong and not because nora “promised” him a date if he did it; despite his william-esque “i won’t stop until you say yes” line in s1, effectively stopping to try to creepily hit on nora in s2 and instead becoming friends with her and the girl squad; and then everything that happened in s3.

about norandro, i was never a big fan of them. i had the same concerns about their relationship that i had with alejandro, and i thought they would be the annoyingly toxic token straight couple of the show. during s2′s airing i was pretty pissed that skames kept shifting the pov to develop their relationship, because i thought (and still think) that they could’ve squeezed more growth out of cris, although looking back it’s fine, really. before s3 i saw what they were doing to build them up and i was pleased and VERY curious about it - until i learnt about miquel’s existence and realized that skames would go for the toxic relationship route. absolutely nothing would’ve prepared me by how charmed i was by their dynamic and how they became my favorite couple in skames, lol.

#answered #THANK YOU so much for this ask really... you're too nice #skam españa

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2. What was the film that scared you the most? There are a few, actually, but I think 28 Weeks Later takes the cake, considering how much it affected me irl. I mean, I never even watched it (still haven't), but the clips I've seen + the plot description was enough to make me: a) be afraid of the English countryside and its small villages. Like. the way they look? this was because of that one scene where main guy runs away from the horde of zombies (I mean "infected"). and since they get to London later in the movie, my view of London ALSO got tainted... which is saying something, since I was a bit of an anglophile back then. Just. the entirety of Great Britain was something I didn't even wanna THINK about for a couple years at least. all because 28 Weeks Later takes place there. I've gotten over it NOW, but I'm not exaggerating about the sheer amount of time that took me, lmao b) be afraid of disturbed's song "down with the sickness". why? because I watched a fanvideo someone had made about the movie with that song playing over the clips. this sucks because I loved that song back then too, but for a while I just couldn't listen to it, cause it'd make me all anxious, lol. (good song choice tho because the tension and rage in that song fits so well, it seems to be almost made for this movie) Here's some honorable mentions of movies that scared me a lot, also on a more.... profound level: The Mist, Dawn of the Dead (1978), Evil Dead (the original, obviously)

4. What film is TERRIBLE but you love it?: BIRDEEEEMIC, DON'T YOU FUCKIN' FORGEEEEET IT!!!! I would say The Room too, but in its defense, The Room at least had some production value, whereas Birdemic..... uh. you know.

5. What is the film you once loved but watching it now you realize it’s terrible? Hmm, tough one. Overall, I don't really subscribe to that whole argument that some movies don't "age well". I'm like who cares? Everything made this year is also gonna look laughable in the future, so please Sit Down, lol. I think the only movie I can think of that comes close in this case though, is the Dungeons and Dragons-movie from 2000. I remember thinking it was so cool back when we first watched it, but years later when I saw a review of it, I realized how dorky it was. I used to be scared of Jeremy irons' character when I was a kid (kind of in a "Noooo why is he so weird?? I don't like it :(" way), until I saw the review later in life and realized he wasn't scary at all, just funny

7. What is the sexiest film? The Hitcher (1986) of course!! (irdk)

11. What’s the worst film you’ve ever seen? It would be low-hanging fruit to pick a movie that was meant to be bad, so I won't choose Sand Sharks for this one. No, I feel like trashing Sweden's equivalent to Lars von Trier in terms of ego and pretentiousness; Ruben Östlundh... You see, his movie The Square wasn't very good. Sure, it LOOKED good, but other than that, it was just a big old nothing of a movie. Just like Michael Bay's Transformers-movies, the pretty visuals serve to distract the viewer from the fact that beneath it, the movie has no substance; no message. The lights are on but no one's home. The Square had nothing but unlikeable characters who's motivations were unclear and who's relationships never felt believable. There were so many red herrings put in place that made you think they had significance, but ended up amounting to nothing. Like-- imagine a movie built up of moments like that? That's The Square. Pretty much nothing gets resolved, and when something happens that makes you think that "OMG that's messed up! this has gotta be the turning point that delivers the movie's message!", then I'm sorry to say this but nope. Not even big, supposedly significant scenes wind up leading anywhere. Main guy accidentally pushes a kid down a staircase bc the kid was annoying him? Whooaaa what's gonna happen? Will the kid die? Will main guy apologize?? Answer: after fighting with himself abt it for a while, main guy decides to go to the kid's place and apologize (kid survived), but oops the kid and his parents have moved away now. That's literally where that plot point ends. Not even the movie's Big Moment selling point; the ape-man scene, truly leads anywhere, which is too bad because that scene was easily the most interesting one. But nah, the guy just acts like an ape, making everyone laugh at first until he starts to push the limits and the audience gets more uncomfortable. Were lessons learned? Was there a point? DOESN'T MATTER LOL OH RUBEN ÖSTLUNDH U SO QUIRKY 🥴 So yeah. I was NOT impressed, lol

#THANK YOU ANON <3333 #asks

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hashtagsmitty · 6 years ago

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Smitty's Thailand Adventure - Day 3

In this installment - American Ice cream, shitty VR games, a pretty decent burger, many long minutes of waiting, and the ultimate Asian BBQ.

I slept better last night. Still awake at 6am, still not sleeping very well. I got up, got breakfast from Asia's forefront of white hegemony (White Family Mart. That's what it's called in Google maps, anyway. The signage doesn't indicate it's preference for an ethnostate, but the place is much whiter than other Family Marts.), and then waited for Josh to get back to me about our plans for the day. I read some more of Growth Mindset - one chapter about whether you believe that your partner's traits are static or able to be changed, and how that could impact your relationship.

I got bored of sitting around. Josh said we were meeting at a train station at 12. I left at 11, intending to explore. I'm feeling pretty confident with Bangkok's train system - Google maps helps a lot. I got to the station at 11:20 and started walking around. I was immediately hit by the smell of the pollution coming off the street. Cars, garbage, smoke from street food, sewage - it affected me pretty hard today. I saw on Google maps that there was an open art place on the street next to the station, so I went to check it out. It was closed, and the rest of the street was pretty gross, so I went back to the station and waited.

The plan was for me to have lunch with Josh and his Girlfriend Espy. She's Thai/Chinese, from the fancy area. Josh calls her Gucci Gang because of all the branded shit she buys. I met her the night before, briefly, at the drinks thing in District W. I didn't really get to interact with her - too busy entertaining everyone else.

I got back to the station at 11:30 and started playing Pokemon on my phone. I got a text from Josh at 11:45 - change the meeting time to 12:10, she's running late. Okay, no problem. Another text at 12 - still running late, probably gonna be 12:20. Sure thing. Josh stopped waiting for her and got on a train. She sent him a picture of her walking into the train station. He sent her back one of walking into the train and said see you at the next station.

(where I spent an hour waiting)

She arrived at 12:30. She shook my hand and introduced herself again. She was wearing a black singlet and short denim shorts, and a Gucci belt with two Gs on it. She gave me a banana flavoured Kit Kat and then we were walking. She was very affectionate towards Josh. We got into a taxi to head towards our lunch restaurant. They sat in the back and whispered to each other in a mixture of Thai and English, and I sat in the front watching the taxi driver do his very best not to get us killed on the Thai roads. Josh had said it was a fancy area, so I had to dress nicely. Josh has also previously criticized someone else to me for wearing a similar outfit, but that's neither here nor there.

The restaurant was a burger place in a food court called The Commons - a shared space for artisinal foods. The burger was 260 baht - roughly $11. It was pretty good. I prefer Grill'd though. There was a tv behind in my line of sight playing weird clips from YouTube - the first was some Arabian princes doing a wheely in a 4 wheel drive in order to change two of the tires while it the car was moving. I chatted with Josh and Espy while we ate. They met on Tinder - Espy's full name is a Spanish word, and good old Columbia Joe made a pun in Spanish that went straight over Espy's head as his opening line. Must have worked though.

We took another taxi back to District W, where I had a haircut scheduled. We went to Starbucks, where Josh spent a while working on his business while we waited for my appointment. The Starbucks girls drew love hearts on his drink and Espy got mad. It was around here that I realized that I was participating in a date, from the outside. Time ticked on, I walked over to the barber.

I had to walk through the area we had dinner and drinks in the night before. It had been smokey and dirty and loud, but during the day it was peaceful. I found the barber. There was a guy getting a cut throat shave, and a bunch of people hanging out. A huge Asian dude was my barber. He touched up my fade and did a pretty good job - done in 20 minutes. It cost 500 baht - roughly $24. I think Josh said that 4000 baht - $200 - is the average monthly wage? Or weekly? Can't remember. Some stuff here is so cheap.

I went back to Starbucks feeling a million bucks after the haircut. Josh and Espy were playing PUBG Mobile, so I sat down and played some more Pokemon. They asked if I wanted a turn and I said I wouldn't be able to criticize my kids if I did. We sat at Starbucks for another hour while Josh waited for the last horse race to finish so he could push out his results for the day.

As we left, Espy needed the bathroom, and asked Josh to come with her. He later told me that she did this so he wouldn't be standing near the Starbucks girls who drew on his coffee.

A train ride to Siam, for their VR experience. It was pretty cool in there - a huge IMAX complex, with cinemas and shit. Think the one at Highpoint, but half as crowded and way more spread out. They had 8 small rooms for VR. Espy tried Beat Saber, and Josh and I did Arizona Sunshine - horde mode Zombies. In the VR, we were in a warehouse with zombies streaming in. We had to find a key to open a door. It took us a few waves to find the key. The animations were buggy - zombies jumping from one floor to the next without moving their limbs, janky flailing. The animations when they got shit were cool, but the guns were a little hard to control. The experience cost 150 baht ($6) each, but only because Espy had a half price coupon because of her phone company. It was only good once, and Josh didn't wanna pay $12 for 20 minutes, so we left to get ice cream.

Swensons is an American ice cream place. It's not as good as Pidapipo on Lygon street, but it was okay. While we were eating, Josh gave me a lesson on the Wai - the stereotypical Thai hand thing. He said you only do it to people above you in the social hierarchy. He also said that the social hierarchy goes Old People, Foreigners, then people above you like your boss or your parents. He insisted that I not Wai as a way of saying thank you, because people would be weirded out by it. I said that it'd be like if we had a social convention on who we were allowed to give a thumbs up to. He agreed that it was an inefficient social thing, but insisted anyway.

Another train. Siam, where Swensons and the VR was, is like the mini-Flinders street of the skytrain. We went back on our line to 3 stops past District W to On Nut. Musti, the Egyptian guy from last night, booked us a table at Best Beef. It, allegedly, is the best beef in Thailand. We walked along a dodgy sidewalk, past construction sites featuring a 10-ton crane sitting on scaffolding over a gigantic pit, until we got to this crazy warehouse packed with people.

There must have been 500 people crammed in there. It was BBQ, cooked on the table KBBQ style, but an all you can eat Buffet for 469 baht ($20). The line was long - when we got there, there were 60 groups of 1-4 people in line before us. Praise Allah for Musti, because he'd booked a table and we walked straight in and sat down.

We ordered almost everything on the menu. They didn't bring us everything we ordered, but what the brought out was enough. Towering stacks of plates of meat.

We must have had 5 or 6 stacks like this. It was smoky and loud, but we had a great time. We stayed for the full 2 hours we were allocated. I spent a long time talking Islam with Musti. I talked about teaching with Espy - she used to teach English to little kids. We cooked a lot of meat, with no regard to cross contamination or food safety.

We headed out around 9:30. Josh was taking Espy home, so I went back on the train alone. I wasn't worried or nervous - I'm finding the trains really useful and easy now. I walked home, past White Family Mart, past the massage girls who still haven't heckled me, and fell asleep almost as soon as I sat down in my room.

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whimsically-ominously-auspice · 5 years ago

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Did you know about two years ago i saw King Harry at a local Burger King?

I heard him speak and noticed his accent and so I kept looking at him not feeling he was a Prince of any sort.

My soulmate was screaming "That's the King!!"

I told him "okay that's great but would you shut up? I'm trying to look at This guy. He seems familiar to me and I'm at Burger King, yeah i know. Now just please!"

So I'm looking him up and down and he loos me up and down, King Harry with amusement. And im like dude what you looking at me and laughing for? And I'm all this is a set up and hes figured me out before i figured him out. And i wonder if he's got amnesia, too...

He let's me order ahead of him although he was there first... Although i had went in first, I had gotten in line second after seating my kid as we had not been to that particular Burger King before.

Then I heard him going on and on about making sure the receipt was gotten for him. Because he had forgot and it was placed on the counter and he had people with him.

I was all surely that is not the Prince of Harry he would not care about a receipt!!

Then he tells his friend in a whisper "No you should call me King. Then no one would know who i am."

"You mean us"

I looked up to see King William laughing.

Whoa shit!! My mouth dropped open! It really was them! Or him!

William turned around and his mouth dropped open at the sight of me!

"First i want you to know this wasn't planned. Second i want you to tell me where you have been"

I didn't know who he was talking to so i looked away because i was like not planned my foot and you're not tricking me hostage negotiatiator! We're not gonna be your hostages! Not today!!

I heard stuttering and mumbling. "I was waiting in the car, you didn't answer your text. And i wanted to make sure the drink order was okay"

"How's your drink order ma'am?" Asked Harry

"Great!"

The entire time my daughter is laughing. Ever since she saw Williams jaw drop she was in a fit of giggles.

"We are just doing something incognito. It was nice to see you. Pleasant surprise! And it seems you have raised her right. I hope i do the same. But why have you recognized him but not me?"

"LET'S GO! IT MIGHT NOT BE HER!" William said through clenched teeth.

Which made me laugh because it was them!! Or very good actors!!

And Harry laughed and tried to get his brother to wait.

"He's aged. He's old. That is what i recognize" I barely gasped out between giggles.

So Harry repeated in a low murmer. So next thing I know William stomps back "what do you mean he's old?!?!"

"Not him you! Shit!! Oops I mean! No! No! I don't you got it right the First time!" Finally i could quit laughing and get myself together! Im sure i looked quite the Loon of Los Lunas!!

Behind me i could hear Harry taking pictures of my daughter who was just lit up.

"It IS! LOOK AT THEM! THEIR FACES! Its all her!!! You could tell can't you Harry!!!" William had the same amused satisfied look on his face that Harry had had in the line.

It was weird because Harry was in front of me with a black beanie and all black clothes and i had a feeling. And a memory of the burglar guys from Home Alone. And i started messing around in my head from that feeling because i felt very safe and comfortable to have my own presence.

And Harry spun around and grabbed his heart. His eyes wide with shock. Then kept turning his head to look at me. Gave up and then stood next to me.

I felt he was very tall. Almost too tall, i felt he had grown into a handsome young man. And i wondered why i thought those things. And it made me cautious. So i put my hand on my hip and spread my legs a bit like Wonder Woman and in my head said "And who are we to serve today sir?!"

My soulmate was all "you feel uncomfortable but you feel you should do like that?!?!"

"Uh huh."

That is when Harry's mouth dropped. But also colors whizzed by me. Colors of me in an outfit I had worn Before that only he found striking enough to remember.

And he spun around like Wonder Woman changing into her super self and said "there"

And i said "oh well what will you be having? She wants the chicken"

He laughed and barely squeezed out "burger and fries"

"Oh we are getting milkshakes, too. Coupon"

"Oh let me see? Are you done? May I?" And he clipped a coupon

"In the mail, the mailbox that is where i got them at my house"

"Oh you live nearby?"

"Down the road"

His face turned white and he grabbed a pen and wrote my name on his hand.

"Yeah but it's okay. There's nothing to it. Just be me"

And he doubled at the waist laughing.

"I'll admit some days it ain't easy but hey what else are ya gonna do? Cant die"

He had tried to steady himself but bust laughing again.

"Yeah I know you can't be me. I'll go first"

"Please do!!"

Later, as i left, the Police Department went in and asked for all copies of the security footage. And ordered something to eat while he waited.

...... ..... ....

Back in 2008 they had visited and I had kept explaining how I for each event we needed money and who had the funds.

Harry who i had not recognized yet although i had recognized his brother, because Harry had changed outfits and was walking about and had confused me as I was super busy interrupted, "excuse me if i may, but why do you keep saying you need money? You're like the richest person we know!!"

"Oh I'm so glad you asked would you like to see my bank account?!"

"No!"

So i showed him, we got like $2000 per month for my now ex husband's wages and my money from the VA to attend school.

And he turned white and he said "so so so someone stole from you?!?!?"

I didn't know i had money. I just knew people were offering to fund it. And would say "you got money for that" Saint Luches had caught on and would say "from me" as he played my accountant when Dan was busy.

Otherwise Dan would say "there's funding for that"

So it was quite the Bermuda Triangle of communication for me to understand that it was my own money we were using and it was my own money for businesses I owned and didn't know i owned.

And my face turned white.

And that is what seeded the desire two Kings to live as peasants.

Except Harry said he also wanted to do it alone. And so now it is his blessing to do so.

They would take breaks and leave their money as it was and go back to work and do what they needed to do for their country then they would return to where they were and be at the same amount of regular money they had at where they lived.

They would stay in the USA and use USD. They would stay in England even in their castles and use regular Euros and be on a budget under the Queen whom of course would bail them out.

I posted an article not to long ago about the Young Queens wearing mall priced jewellery along with their crowns.

And so while the world is in an uproar, they're doing what they have been all along. But this time a bit louder.

And William will take his turn at living singley with his family as a peasant eating 15 year old French fries from the back seat of their nearly broken down auto.

They have a series of different lifestyles to live.

Eventually they will have to hitchhike and stumble across luck in life.

When they do, they will be disguised and without their children. And to prove the world is safer.

Which we cannot bail them out. Unless it is subzero temperature and they are not near any buildings they can seek shelter at. Or extremely hot and they had not had water.

So in a sense how the brave Americans and other people from other lands will backpack across Europe, they will backpack across the world.

In my old age I am not that brave.

So while many think now "what if God were one of us" in a few years you will know to think "what if the King was Queen was hitchhiking back there?"

Alas. Do realize that people are kidnapped by picking up hitchhikers and they are not going to do so for until 2024. And of course they will have security that is nearby.

So please don't go picking up hitchhikers now! If you don't regularly.

I did in the past until I had my daughter and I can count on one finger how many times I've picked up a stranger on the road side since then. And the same for as many times as we hitchhiked ourselves.

I do help people in well lit and populated parking lots if I am not feeling ill.

I applaud Harry and William and their Queens for their adventures they have done in secret. And I look forward to the days we can see their adventures on TV.

May all the Good Gods and Goddesses and Trees bless both Harry and William, their children and their Queens.

My heart goes to Harry and his family on their new adventure they strike out alone!

My happiness still exist for them all!!!.

The number one cause of fights is about money... But I am sure they will still have that ability to find love... Despite that red hair temper stereotype that everyone fears!!! ;)

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