#Smash Bos.

[horrorsmashorpass]

[ketlingowy-ogrod]

ja, w roku pańskim 2023, widząca Andrzeja Łapickiego w roli Ketlinga: na wszystkich świętych a cóż to za widzenie niebiańskie przed mymi oczyma...... zaraz, ja go chyba skądś kojarzę....... krucafuks no nie przypomnę sobie skąd

ta sama ja, w roku pańskim 2021:

[4 marca, godz. 13:49, omawianie i oglądanie Wesela na zdalnym polskim]

[citizenhullabaloo]

Smash, Pass, Trash: Call of Duty: Black Ops – Zombies Soundtrack

Disclaimer: Completely subjective opinion! Remember that before you bully me 😦

Pros?

This is among the holy grails of all video game soundtrack music. This is what got me to APPRECIATE the art of video game soundtracks. Every song on this record is something you will hear at some point while playing regular Zombies or Dead Ops Arcade. The fact that every song is MEMORABLE, is what does it for me. Not to mention, Kevin Sherwood and Elena Siegman are HUGE musical inspirations to me for introducing me into heavier music as well as how melodic it could be. Special shoutout to James McCawley and Brian Tuey for composing these songs as well!

Cons?

I cannot fathom a single wrong thing on this soundtrack. Every song is a bop, every song has its place, and it’s just one of the best things to bestow on your ears if you like instrumental dance/electronic songs in between heavy metal tunes. Best of both worlds.

Afterthoughts?

If you don’t like Call of Duty, COD Zombies, or Zombie games overall, you’re missing out. The creepy-ness in the electronic songs such as “Raining Teddy Bears” and “Laughing Corpses”, the pulsating dance beat of “Twilight”… besides Kevin’s metal composing, James and Brian’s electronic compositions have allowed me to better appreciate this genre of music in a time when I was still a rock youngster in high school. I learned that I CAN rock to this too!!!

Rating Scale: Smash, Pass, or Trash

Rating: HARD SMASH A ZOMBIE’S HEAD!!!

Yes, I’m biased, but I try to be as clear as possible too, in case someone wants to genuinely listen to record. By all means, please listen!

6 / 5 (Based off my The Music Checklist)

[wrestler-smash-or-pass]

Taylor Rotunda/Bo Dallas?

[starcrossdforever]

Time is never time at all, you can never ever leave .. without leaving a piece of youth.

[mlbsmashorpass]

Bo Bichette

[bionicparrot]

Odyssey would you smash or pass Black Out?

"So you come in here and ask little me if I would relations with the big bad maverick." She taps her chin thoughtfully and thinks on the question. "Well, I can handle the danger that comes with someone like him and he does have his own charms. For the raw exhilaration I would have to say smash but since he is so dangerous that smash only comes with me seeing him make a move."

@m3chanical-rhythm ((Because it is your muse))

[myvinylplaylist]

Stoned Immaculate: The Music Of The Doors (2000)

Elektra Records

[smash-or-pass-otome]

Murasame Jinnosuke

[stxr-crossxd]

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[itty-bitty-mess]

Hi Uhm over never asked before sorry if your request aren’t open I was wondering if you could do a laima or Pygmy bitty bones torture fic where the bitty has eggs and the owner smashes them or something sad sorry this is my first time asking it’s okay if you don’t wanna do this

Hii!! Hello, sorry for taking so long I tend to abandon this blog a lot as I usually only post when I have content ideas haha! Also yeah I’m open to suggestions and requests!! Thanks for the request, I may have gone a bit overboard and it ended up extremely long, though.

Also I apologize for any bad English. Enjoy!

TW: BITTYBONES / LAMIA AB//USE, BITTY WHUMP, BITTY T*RT//URE

Your little Pygmy “Blue” had been acting a little strange lately and you couldn’t figure out why. He had started to eat more than usual as he screeched constantly for more food and demanded double dessert, he started to pile things up in his little cage and also managed to steal a couple of your own items to add to said piles. He had also gotten a bit more snappy and aggressive with your other lamias, especially with your poor little Papython “Papy” who was only politely asking him if everything was okay.

This wasn’t like Blue’s normal behavior as he was usually sweet and friendly, albeit a little egocentric and self-centered. It wasn’t until you noticed the little and very faint hearts in his belly that your realized what was going on: he was pregnant…

Who was the father? You didn’t know and honestly with the initial panic of lamia pregnancy you didn’t really have much energy to think about that. None of your lamias seemed to be romantically interested in one another, specially not in Blue. It was probably a random lamia at the Bitty Daycare that had played with Blue a little too much and now you were the one facing the consequences of it all. You made a mental note to stop leaving your lamias there, just to make sure.

Honestly, you weren’t sure about all of this. You barely managed to support yourself and your lamias as it was, if a whole brood of baby lamias was on the way the only thing you could be able to do is sell them or give them away. That, and also the fact that they would most likely be all pygmys and, to be completely honest, you could barely stand Blue’s loud personality as it was, an entire brood of them sounded like an absolute nightmare that would probably make you snap. However, the only thing you could do at the moment was try to stand Blue’s weird personality until he laid his eggs. The quicker the eggs were laid, the quicker they would be gone and the quicker things would go back to normal.

But as time passed, things just kept escalating. Blue started to steal from the other lamias’ food, he started hoarding toys and clothes, his cage now looked like a pigpen, etc. He even started stealing important work papers and even your own clothes for his “nest”. You were starting to lose you patience but you had to keep cool, a lamia needs a relaxed environment to be able to lay its eggs, so all you could do was suck it up.

Things just got worse from there, Blue kept wanting all the attention for himself, his cries and demands for food became loud and irritating screeches, he started leaving his waste in the other lamias’ cages and he started to rip up your favorite clothes, “for your scent!” he said once as you confronted him. He just became brattier and brattier every day, but it would all be worth it as he seemed extremely close to laying his eggs at any moment.

It wasn’t until you came back one day after work to find your beloved Papy hurt in the ground, cut off tail bleeding dust while Blue screeched and hissed at him to “stay away from his eggs”, that you realized this had gone too far. You grabbed Papy and took him to the Lamia Clinic hoping he would be okay.

Sadly, it wasn’t the case, you didn’t even make it halfway to the clinic when Papy muttered his last words to you: “I’m sorry human, please take care of my Blue and our little ones for me, okay?…” he said with a sweet smile, tears streaming down his face and then his whole body crumbled to dust. Your whole world stopped and you felt like you couldn’t breathe as you cradled the pile of dust in your hands and painful tears slipped from your eyes. Papy had been the first lamia you had adopted when you were in a bad place in life, he was the small ray of light during the storm and now… he was gone….

When you got home, the house felt empty. Sure, Blue and the other lamias were still around but it wasn’t the same without Papy. Your grieving was quickly interrupted by your Honey Bo who was tugging at your sleeve and then informed you that Blue seemed close to laying his eggs.

“Blue…” you muttered with venom in your mouth. The little bastard was the reason Papy was gone. You had given Blue so much and he had been so grateful and caring to you and the other lamias but this pregnancy had turned him into something else, into a disgusting murderer and you had only one thing in mind as you approached Blue’s cage: you would make him pay for everything.

As you approached the cage you could see the little pygmy acting frantically, as if he didn’t know how giving birth worked or what he was supposed to do. He seemed scared and anxious, at any other moment in life that would’ve tugged at your heart and you would’ve tried to soothe him as best as you could, but now? Oh, you had so much planned for this bastard.

You fakely cooed and hushed at him as you tried to gently carry him from his cage to a cardboard box you had prepared for the occasion. You laid poor anxious Blue on the blanketed floor of the box and rubbed his belly gently. He seemed to calm down and he looked at you with genuine trust in his heart. You could see the first egg was on its way and, as it was making its way out, you started applying light pressure on the pygmy’s belly.

At first, Blue didn’t seem to mind and thought you were helping him. But then you continued to apply more and more pressure which was starting to distress the lamia, but he kept quiet trying to concentrate. After a long two hours of doing the same thing, the batch of eggs came out finally.

Blue seemed relieved and quickly made his way to his eggs, cuddling them and looking proud of himself. You fakely smiled at him, trying to hide the burning rage and hatred within you. You grabbed Blue him back by the tail. As he hissed at you, you shut him up with a loud yell. He was immediately taken aback but stood still as you pressed on his tail to keep him from moving.

You got close to the annoying little pygmy and whispered in his ear the question “where is the father, Blue?” and Blue froze in place. Its like the thing hadn’t even worried about whether Papy was okay or not, like he hadn’t thought of the fact that HE had fatally hurt his eggs’ father. He froze in place and didn’t say anything. And then he reached his arms out to you asking for his eggs with an annoying little “mweh?”, as if he was a toddler saying “up, up” and not a grown adult lamia that had killed his own mate.

You snapped. You dragged the thing even further behind and then brought out some tape form a nearby shelf. You taped his body to the cardboard floor and left him completely immobile. He was in an ironic reaching distance of his eggs but couldn’t move. Then you started the fun. You grabbed one egg and dangled it over his head as he screeched in fear, he didn’t want you accidentally dropping it.

Unfortunate for him that was exactly the plan. You dropped the egg to the floor and the little skeleton silhouette inside of it immediately disappeared as it cracked and the whole thing turned to dust. Then you yelled at him “PAPY IS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU, YOU LITTLE SHIT”.

He froze, tears streamed down his face at everything that was happening: his owner has yelling and cursing at him, his “mate” was dead because of him, and his egg- HIS EGG??? HIS EGG HAD BEEN CRUSHED??. He screamed and cried, trying to free one of his arms as if that would do anything to fix the broken egg.

You smiled sadistically and grabbed another egg, this time however you grabbed the tied up pygmy as well and brought both to the kitchen. You laid him down as he was taped to the piece of cardboard and could only watch as you laid the egg inside the blender. He panicked again, he screamed and cried begging for mercy and forgiveness with that stupid, squeaky voice of his. You turned the blender on and the little heart inside the egg shattered as the egg turned to dust.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! PLEASE STOP IM SORRY IM SORRY I DIDN’T MEAN IT IM SORRY DON’T HURT MY BABIES PLEASE IM SORRY” he screeched and begged as you grabbed the egg dust and shoved it down his throat. You forced him to swallow, threatening that another egg would be broken if he didn’t and he did, thinking it was finally over. But it wasn’t.

You took another egg and pushed it close to Blue, he rubbed his cheek over it protectively trying to cover it with his scent. Except then you dropped your fist over it and just like that another one of Blue’s babies was gone. He screamed again. You grabbed another egg and dropped it in the pot of boiling water you had already prepared for all of this.

He screamed and frantically tried to free himself, thinking maybe he could save this one. The little skeleton silhouette inside of the translucent egg looked almost identical to Blue, the little baby looked like it started to cry as if he was asking Blue why he had done this. The baby’s heart shattered and the baby itself started to melt inside his egg in an extremely painful and gruesome manner as almost inaudible cries could be heard from within the egg.

Blue let out a blood curdling scream as he watched his eggs get murdered. But you didn’t care, you hated the stupid thing and anything associated to it, you wanted it all gone. You kept on grabbing more and more eggs as you smashed and broke them in different creative ways. You threw them against the wall, you force-fed them to Blue, crushed them in your hand and occasionally let Blue get close to his eggs, only to rip the away from him and crushing them in your hands.

Blue couldn’t take it, he begged and screamed and tried to do anything he could to save his babies but failed pathetically each time. Once you were done with the fun no more eggs were left and you smiled sadistically, satisfied with your work. Only one last thing was left: Blue.

The pygmy was destroyed emotionally beyond recognition, he started shaking once again as you approached him and grabbed him with such brute force that it was a miracle you only broke a couple of ribs. You finally removed his from the cardboard but kept him tied up in tape, couldn’t risk him attacking you when you were having so much fun. You tossed him back into his cage, which was now empty of all the “nests” he had made and the luxuries you had given him. You stripped him from his fancy clothes and took his favorite bandana and ripped it to pieces as he cried for you to stop.

You then closed the door to his cage, grabbed the whole thing and started shaking it like your life depended on it. Louds squeaks, screams, cries and begs were heard but they fell on deaf ears. You were pretty sure the pygmy’s tail, and the rest of his ribs were now broken as you heard the crunching of bones each time he hit a wall of the cage. Good.

This was it; you were almost done with this stupid, worthless thing once and for all. You dropped the cage to the floor as you heard a loud thud where Blue had a really painful landing. Then you pulled out your most recent purchase: “Lamia-B-Gone Spray” an extremely effective poison spray for lamias you had gotten in case a stray lamia made its way into your home.

You opened the cage door just a little and pressed your finger hard over the spray cap and let the poison cover every inch of Blue’s enclosure. Loud coughing echoed around the room with loud cries for mercy mixed in as well.

“This is what you fucking deserve, you worthless piece of shit” You said in a loud voice, making sure Blue knew how much you hated him now and how much you wanted him gone once and for all. You kept spraying non stop until the bottle was empty and until Blue’s cries faded out. You pressed your ear against the cage, making sure Blue wasn’t breathing anymore. You opened the cage and you saw Blue’s dying body on the left corner, his tail and left arm quickly turning into dust.

With the little force he had left he begged for mercy once again and cried for you to help him. You smiled and tilted the cage down so he would fall directly on the hard concrete floor. He looked at you with pleading eyes as his body was shutting down and his right arm turned to dust as well. You spat on his face and, without giving him the privilege of a final word, you stomped on him with full force. You stomped on him at least 12 times just to make sure he was dead, and he was. In fact the only thing left of him was his dusty remains.

You quickly broomed the dust, threw it in the trash where it belonged and finally sat down on your couch with a satisfied and fulfilled smile on your face. Sure, this was far form what Papy had wanted, but it had been the right thing to do and now you were at peace with your remaining lamias who would behave unless they wanted the same fate as Blue.

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[baatarthefirst]

Smash or Pass

Bo-Katan

I don't know this character. I know she's from The Mandalorian...or is it Ahsoka (and I think the Clone Wars)? I assume she is a Mandalorian. Is she good, is she evil? Is she in some sort of grey area... who knows? But based off this one gif...I'd like to find out.

SMASH.

[greensparty]

This Month In History - July

Here are just a few of the landmark anniversaries I am raising a glass to this month:

July 5, 1993: Zooropa released

In July 1993, U2′s 8th album was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2018. There is actually an anniversary release of this coming in the Fall! Happy 30th Zooropa!

July 5, 2013: The Way Way Back opens

In July 2013, the highly underrated Summer vacation coming-of-age comedy was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2018. Happy 10 Way Way Back!

July 7, 2008: Modern Guilt released

In July 2008, Beck’s 8th album was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2018. Happy 15 Modern Guilt!

July 13, 1993: Altered Beast released

In July 1993, Matthew Sweet’s 4th album was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2018. Happy 30th Altered Beast!

July 13, 2018: Eighth Grade opens

In July 2018, Bo Burnham’s feature film directorial debut was released. I caught it at the 2018 IFFBoston with Burnham and star Elsie Fisher in attendance. I named it my #1 movie of 2018 and my #8 movie of the 2010s. It captured the awkward uncomfortableness of junior high and had so much to say about the digital / social media era! Happy 5 Eighth Grade!

July 15, 1988: Die Hard opens

In July 1988, the mother of all 80s action movies was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2018. Happy 35th Die Hard!

July 18, 2008: The Dark Knight opens

In July 2008, one of the greatest comic book super hero movies ever was released. It was one of those releases that everyone unanimously agreed was a great movie. It was the second in Christopher Nolan’s Batman trilogy and most of the time the second isn’t nearly as good as 1 or 3, but this blew the roof off all of the other Batman adaptations. As good as Christian Bale’s Batman / Bruce Wayne is, the real star here was Heath Ledger’s Joker. When I did my Top 5 Jokers of All Time list, Ledger’s performance was #1! There was also a sese of mystery and surprise to a story we’ve seen done many times. Many consider this to be Nolan’s best movie. I say Inception, but this is close! Happy 15 TDK!

July 24, 1998: Saving Private Ryan opens

In July 1998, Steven Spielberg’s World War II epic was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2018. Happy 25th SPR!

July 25, 1983: Kill ‘Em All released

In July 1983, the debut album from Metallica was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2013. Happy 40th KEA!

July 27, 1983: Madonna released

In July 1983, the debut album from Madonna was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2013. Happy 40th Madonna!

July 27, 1993: Siamese Dream released

In July 1993, the 2nd album from Smashing Pumpkins was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2013. Happy 30th Siamese Dream!

July 27, 1978: National Lampoon’s Animal House opens

In July 1978 one of the greatest college comedies ever was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2018. When I interviewed co-star Karen Allen in 2017, she said “That was a very low key fun film to do. When I say low key, I mean it was a very high energy film (because there was a lot of high energy people there), but I mean, it was off the radar. It wasn’t like making a movie with George Lucas and Steven Spielberg. These were all actors who no one knew who any of us were, except for Donald Sutherland, John Belushi, and Tim Matheson. We were all, for the most part, doing our first film.” Happy 45th Animal House!

July 29, 1983: National Lampoon’s Vacation opens

Speaking of Summer vacation movies and National Lampoon movies, the first Vacation movie was released in July 1983. Here is my piece I wrote in 2018. Happy 40th Vacation!

July 30, 1993: So I Married an Axe Murderer opens

In July 1993, Mike Myers’ first post-Wayne’s World movie was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2018. Happy 30th SIMAAM!

[biglisbonnews]

New ska punk supergroup comprised of infamous anti-vaxxers sadly not called The Covidiots About a year ago, Dicky Barrett — then lead singer of the legendary ska band, the mighty mighty Bosstones — coproduced an anti-vax musical anthem with professional anti-vaxxer Robert Kennedy, Jr. Several days later, the Bosstones abruptly announced that the band was finally, officially done for. — Read the rest https://boingboing.net/2023/03/07/new-ska-punk-supergroup-comprised-of-infamous-anti-vaxxers-sadly-not-called-the-covidiots.html

[flannelepicurean]

whoof. trick question, homie.

piccolo if he's giving. his highness if he's receiving.