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simmonsized Β· 1 year ago
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What does distilled sea water taste like
aww man you had to ask the most difficult question huh
i feel like, maybe it's not the same for everyone
and maybe it's different if you are not on a boat, or on a boat that is not the boat i was on, but like
to me it
okay to start, the thing with the water, right, is that all our fresh water came from the ocean. like it was not hauled on board, there was no fresh water to start, it is all pulled up and boiled and then that water vapor is put into the tank and used for showers, sinks, toilets, and, obviously, drinking and cooking etc
right so it's just plain H2O, no electrolytes, no fluoride, no whatever the fuck right it's just. water molecules lol
but it's water that came from the ocean right so like
it tastes like water, at first (if u have ever ingested clean river water i would say even that might give u an idea), but there is an aftertaste that's like
the way that standing on a beach in the northern pacific smells. cannot be clearer than that, i'm afraid.
there's like, eau de seaweed but no but yes but no
drinking water when i got back was very strange and i am now hyper aware of how all water tastes (and i was already a picky water drinker so this is a problem lol) and sometimes i miss it. it's weird.
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ah17hh Β· 5 years ago
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Original by u/Hey-im-right-here via /r/emojipasta
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Free πŸ†“πŸ†“ Churro Monologue
So I stopped at a Jack in the Box 🍱🍱🍱 on πŸ”›πŸ”› the way ↕️ here πŸ‘ˆπŸ‘ˆ, and the girl πŸ‘ΆπŸ‘ΆπŸ‘Ά behind the counter said, β€œHiya! Are you having an awesome πŸ‘ day?” Not, β€œHow are you doing today?” No 😣. β€œAre you having an awesome πŸ‘ day?” Which is 🈢 pretty... shitty, because it puts the onus on πŸ”›πŸ”› me to disagree with her, like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ if I’m not having an β€œawesome day,” suddenly I’m the negative one 1️⃣1️⃣. Usually when ⏰ people πŸ‘«πŸ‘« ask how πŸ€” I’m doing, the real answer βœ… is 🈢, I’m doing shitty, but I can’t say πŸ—£πŸ—£πŸ—£ I’m doing shitty because I don’t even have 🈢🈢 a good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ reason to be doing shitty. So if I say πŸ—£πŸ—£πŸ—£, β€œI’m doing shitty,” then they say πŸ—£, β€œWhy? What’s wrong?” And I have 🈢🈢🈢 to be like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„, β€œI don’t know πŸ€”, all of it?” So instead, when ⏰ people πŸ‘«πŸ‘« ask how πŸ€” I’m doing, I usually say πŸ—£πŸ—£, β€œI am doing so great πŸ‡¬πŸ‡§πŸ‡¬πŸ‡§.” But when ⏰ this ⬆ girl πŸ‘ΆπŸ‘Ά at the Jack in the Box 🍱🍱 asked me if I was having an awesome πŸ‘ day, I thought, β€œWell, today I’m actually allowed to feel shitty.” Today I have 🈢 a good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ reason, so I said to her, β€œWell, My MΓΆm died,” and she immediately burst into tears πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚. So now I have 🈢 to comfort her, which is 🈢 annoying, and meanwhile, there’s a line 〰️〰️〰️ of people πŸ‘«πŸ‘« forming behind me who πŸ’ are all giving me these real judgy looks because I made the Jack in the Box 🍱🍱 girl πŸ‘ΆπŸ‘Ά cry πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚. And she’s bawling, and saying, β€œI’m sorry πŸ’”, I’m so sorry πŸ’”πŸ’”,” and I’m like πŸ˜„, β€œIt’s fine, it’s fine” I mean 😏, it’s not fine but, you know πŸ€”, it’s... fine. And I would like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ to order πŸ“‘ a Double Jack Meal 🍽, and I’ve kinda got somewhere to be, so maybe less βž–βž– with the crying πŸ˜‚ and more βž• with the frying, huh πŸ˜•? [inhales] And the girl πŸ‘Ά apologizes again and she offers me a free πŸ†“ churro with my meal 🍽🍽. As I’m leaving, I think πŸ€”πŸ€”, β€œI just got a free πŸ†“πŸ†“ churro because my mom πŸ‘ͺ died.” No 😣😣😣 one 1️⃣1️⃣ ever tells you that when ⏰ your πŸ‘‰ mom πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ dies, you get πŸ‰πŸ‰πŸ‰ a free πŸ†“πŸ†“ churro. [Clears Throat] Anyway, I’m sorry πŸ’”πŸ’”, that’s not part of the... [Clears throat] All right πŸ‘‰. Okay πŸ‘Œ, here πŸ‘ˆπŸ‘ˆ we go. Let’s do this ⬆. Here πŸ‘ˆπŸ‘ˆ I am BoJack Horseman doing an eulogy, let’s go. Beatrice Horseman, who πŸ’ was she? What πŸ˜… was her deal? Well, she was a horse 🐴, Uh, she was born 🐣🐣🐣 in 1938. She died in 2018. One 1️⃣1️⃣1️⃣ time ⌚, she went to a parade, and one 1️⃣1️⃣1️⃣ time ⌚, she smoked a cigarette 🚬 in one 1️⃣1️⃣ long inhale. I watched her do it. Truly remarkable woman πŸ‘§. Lived a full 🈡🈡 life πŸ’“, that lady πŸ‘©. Just, all the way ↕️ to the end πŸ”šπŸ”šπŸ”š, which is 🈢, uh, now, I guess. Really makes you think πŸ€”πŸ€” though, huh πŸ˜•? Life πŸ’“, right πŸ‘‰πŸ‘‰? Goes by, stuff happens. Then you die ⚰⚰. Okay πŸ‘Œ. Well, that’s my time ⌚⌚, you’ve been great πŸ‡¬πŸ‡§πŸ‡¬πŸ‡§πŸ‡¬πŸ‡§! Tip your πŸ‘‰ waitress! No 😣😣😣, I’m just kidding around, there’s no 😣😣 waitress. But seriously, that’s all I have 🈢🈢 to say πŸ—£ about my mother πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ. No 😣😣😣 point 🈯 beating a dead πŸ’€ horse 🐴🐴, right πŸ‘‰? So... now what πŸ˜…? I don’t know πŸ€”, Mom πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ, you got any ideas? Anything? Mom πŸ‘ͺ? No 😣😣? Nothing 🈚 to contribute? Knock once if you’re proud 😀😀 of me. Can I just say πŸ—£ how πŸ€” amazing it is 🈢 to be in a room with my mother πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ, and I can just talk πŸ—£πŸ—£ and talk πŸ—£πŸ—£ without her telling πŸ—£ me to shut up ☝☝☝ and make her a drink 🍹? Hey πŸ‘‹, Mom πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ. Knock once if you think πŸ€” I should shut up ☝☝☝. No 😣😣😣? You sure? I mean 😏😏, I don’t want πŸ˜‹ to embarrass you, by making this ⬆ eulogy into a me-olgy, so, seriously if you want πŸ˜‹ me to sit πŸ’ΊπŸ’ΊπŸ’Ί down ⬇⬇ and let someone else talk πŸ—£, just knock once. I will not be offended. No 😣😣😣? Your πŸ‘‰ funeral ⚰⚰. Sorry πŸ’”πŸ’” about the closed casket ⚰, by the way ↕️↕️. She wanted ⚠ an open πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘ casket ⚰⚰,but, you know πŸ€”, she’s dead πŸ’€ now, so who πŸ’ cares about what πŸ˜… she wanted ⚠. No 😣😣😣, that sounds bad πŸ“‰. I’m sorry πŸ’”. I think πŸ€” that if she could’ve seen what πŸ˜… she looked like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ dead πŸ’€, she’d agree πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘ it’s better this ⬆ way ↕️↕️↕️. She kinda looked like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ a pissed off dinosaur πŸ¦–. The coroner couldn’t get πŸ‰πŸ‰πŸ‰ her eyes 🀩 closed. So, now her face πŸ˜€πŸ˜€πŸ˜€ is 🈢 frozen β›„β›„ in a mass of tremendous horror and anguish. Or as my mother πŸ‘ͺ called it, Tuesday! Tuesday! My mom πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ called it Tuesday. Hey πŸ‘‹, Mom πŸ‘ͺ, what πŸ˜… did you think πŸ€” of that joke? You like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ that? You never ❌ did care for my comedy. Here’s a story. When ⏰ I was a teenager πŸ‘¦πŸ‘¦, I preformed a comedy routine for my high πŸ†™πŸ†™ school πŸŽ“ talent show πŸ“ΊπŸ“ΊπŸ“Ί. There was this ⬆ cool 😎😎 jacket πŸ§₯ that I wanted ⚠ to wear because I thought it would make me look πŸ‘ like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ Albert Brooks. For months, I saved up ☝ for this ⬆ jacket πŸ§₯, but when ⏰ I finally had enough, I went to the store and it was gone. They had just sold it to someone else. So, I went home πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ and told my mother πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ. She said, β€œLet that be a lesson. That’s the good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ that comes from wanting πŸ˜‹ things.” She was really good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ at dispensing life πŸ’“ lessons that always πŸ•” seemed to circle πŸ‰πŸ‰πŸ‰ back ⬅️ to everything being my fault. But then, on πŸ”›πŸ”› the day of the talent show πŸ“Ί, my mother πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ had a surprise 🀨🀨 for me. She bought me the jacket πŸ§₯. Even though she didn’t know πŸ€” how πŸ€” to say πŸ—£πŸ—£ it, I knew πŸ€” this ⬆ meant she loved me. Now, that’s a good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ story about my mother πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ. It’s not true, but it’s a good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ story, right πŸ‘‰πŸ‘‰πŸ‘‰? I stole it from an episode of Maude I saw when ⏰ I was a kid πŸ‘¦, where 🀷 she would talk πŸ—£πŸ—£ about her father πŸ‘¨πŸ‘¨πŸ‘¨. I remember when ⏰ I saw it, thinking πŸ€” that’s the kind of story I want πŸ˜‹ to tell πŸ—£ about my parents πŸ‘ͺ when ⏰ they die ⚰⚰. But I don’t have 🈢 any stories like πŸ˜„ that. All I know πŸ€” about being good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ I learned from TV πŸ“ΊπŸ“Ί. And In TV πŸ“ΊπŸ“Ί, flawed characters πŸ”£πŸ”£ are constantly showing people πŸ‘« they care with these surprising grand gestures. And I think πŸ€”πŸ€” that part of me still believes that’s what πŸ˜… love 😍😍 is 🈢. But in real life πŸ’“, the big gesture 🀲🀲 isn’t enough. You need to be consistent, you need to be dependently good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ. You can’t just screw everything up ☝☝☝ and then take a boat β›΄ out 🏎🏍 in the ocean πŸ¦‘πŸ¦‘πŸ¦‘ to save πŸ’ΎπŸ’ΎπŸ’Ύ your πŸ‘‰ best πŸ† friend 🐢🐢🐢, or solve a mystery, and fly 🐦🐦🐦 to Kansas. You need to do it everyday, which is 🈢 so... hard. When ⏰ you’re a kid πŸ‘¦, you convince yourself that maybe the grand gesture 🀲🀲🀲 could be enough. That even though your πŸ‘‰ parents πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ aren’t what πŸ˜… you need them to be, over and over, and over again, at any moment, they might surprise 🀨🀨 you, with something... Wonderful. I kept waiting for that, the proof, that even though my mother πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ was a hard woman πŸ‘§πŸ‘§πŸ‘§, deep down ⬇⬇, she loved me and cared about me and wanted ⚠ me to know πŸ€” that i made her life πŸ’“ a little bit brighter. Even now, I find πŸ”πŸ”πŸ” myself waiting. Hey πŸ‘‹ Mom πŸ‘ͺ, knock once if you love 😍 me and care about me, and want πŸ˜‹ me to know πŸ€” I made your πŸ‘‰ life πŸ’“ a little bit brighter. My mother πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ did not go gentle into that good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ night 😴😴. She went clawing and fighting πŸ₯ŠπŸ₯ŠπŸ₯Š and thrashing, hence the face πŸ˜€πŸ˜€πŸ˜€. If you’d seen her, I swear to god the only thing you’d be thinking πŸ€”πŸ€” about right πŸ‘‰πŸ‘‰πŸ‘‰ now is 🈢 that I am nailing this ⬆ impression. I was in the hospital πŸš‘πŸš‘πŸš‘ with her through those last moments, and they were truly horrific, full 🈡🈡 of nonsensical screams and cries, but there was this ⬆ moment, this ⬆ one 1️⃣ instant of strange calm, where 🀷 she looked into my direction ☝☝☝ and said, β€œI see πŸ‘ you.” That was the last thing she said to me. β€œI see πŸ‘ you.” Not a statement of judgement or disappointment, just acceptance and the simple recognition of another person πŸ‘€πŸ‘€πŸ‘€ in a room. β€œHello, there. You are a person πŸ‘€πŸ‘€. And I see πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘ you.” Let me tell πŸ—£ you, it’s a weird πŸ˜• thing to feel at 54 years old πŸ‘΄πŸ‘΄πŸ‘΄, that for the first πŸ₯‡πŸ₯‡ time ⌚ in your πŸ‘‰ life πŸ’“ your πŸ‘‰ mother πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ sees you. It’s an odd realization that it’s the thing you’ve been missing, the only thing that you wanted ⚠ all along, to be seen. And it doesn’t feel like πŸ˜„ relief πŸ˜…, to finally be seen. It feels mean 😏, like πŸ˜„, β€œOh, it turns out 🏎🏍 that you knew πŸ€” what πŸ˜… I wanted ⚠, and you waited until the very last moment to give it to me.” I was prepared for more βž•βž•βž• cruelty. I was sure that she would get πŸ‰πŸ‰ in one 1️⃣ final zinger, about how πŸ€” I let her down ⬇⬇, and about how πŸ€” I was fat and stupid, and too tall to be an effective Lindy-hopper. How πŸ€” I was needy and a burden and an embarrassment. All that I was ready for. I was not ready for β€œI see πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘ you.” Only my mother πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ would be lousy enough to swipe me with a moment of connection πŸ“ΆπŸ“ΆπŸ“Ά on πŸ”›πŸ”› her way ↕️↕️ out 🏎🏍. But maybe I’m giving her too much credit. Maybe it wasn’t about connection πŸ“ΆπŸ“Ά. Maybe it was a.. Maybe it was a β€œI see πŸ‘ you,” like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„, β€œI see πŸ‘ you.” Like πŸ˜„, β€œYou May have 🈢🈢 the rest πŸ˜ͺπŸ˜ͺπŸ˜ͺ of the world 🌎🌎 fooled, but I know πŸ€” exactly who πŸ’ you are.” That’s more βž•βž• my moms speed πŸš…. Or maybe she just literally meant β€œI see πŸ‘πŸ‘ you. You are an object that has entered my field of vision.” She was pretty out 🏎🏍 of it at the end πŸ”šπŸ”š, so maybe it’s dumb to try to attribute it to anything. Back ⬅️ in the 90’s I was in a very famous TV πŸ“Ί show πŸ“Ί called β€œHorsin’ Around. Please πŸ™πŸ™πŸ™ hold your πŸ‘‰ applause πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘. And I remember one 1️⃣1️⃣ time ⌚⌚, a fan asked me, β€œHey, um, you know πŸ€” that episode where 🀷 the horse 🐴🐴 had to give Ethan a pep talk πŸ—£, after Ethan finds out 🏎🏍 his crush 😊😊 only asked him to the dance πŸ’ƒ because her friends were only having a dorkiest date πŸ‘« contest πŸ†πŸ†πŸ†? In all the shots of the horse 🐴🐴🐴, you can see πŸ‘ a paper πŸ–¨πŸ–¨πŸ–¨ coffee β˜• cup on πŸ”› the kitchen 🍯🍯 counter, but in the shots of Ethan, the coffee β˜•β˜• cup’s missing. Was that because the show πŸ“Ί was making a statement, about the fluctuant subjectivity of memory and how πŸ€” even two ✌✌✌ people πŸ‘«πŸ‘« can experience πŸ’― the same moment in entirely different ways?” And I didn’t have 🈢 the heart 😍😍 to be like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„, β€œNo, man πŸ‘¦πŸ‘¦πŸ‘¦, some crew guy πŸ‘¦πŸ‘¦πŸ‘¦ just left πŸ‘ˆπŸ‘ˆπŸ‘ˆ their coffee β˜• cup in the shot πŸ₯ƒπŸ₯ƒ.” So, instead, I was like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„... β€œYeah.” And maybe this ⬆ is 🈢 like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ the coffee β˜•β˜• cup. Maybe, we’re dumb to try to pin significance onto every little thing. Maybe, when ⏰ someone says, β€œI see πŸ‘ you,” it just means, β€œI see πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘ you.” Then again, it’s possible she wasn’t even taking to me. Because, if I’m honest, she wasn’t even talking to me, she was looking past me. There was nobody else in the room. So I think πŸ€”πŸ€” she was talking to me, but, honestly, she was so far gone at that point 🈯🈯, who πŸ’ knows πŸ€” what πŸ˜… she was seeing. Who πŸ’ were you talking to, Mom πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ? Not saying, huh πŸ˜•πŸ˜•? Staying mum? No 😣 rimshot there? God, whatever I’m paying you, it’s too much. Maybe, she saw my dad πŸ‘¨. My dad πŸ‘¨ died about ten years ago of injuries he sustained during a duel. When ⏰ your πŸ‘‰ father πŸ‘¨πŸ‘¨πŸ‘¨ dies, you ask yourself a lot of questions. Questions like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„, β€œWait, did you say πŸ—£πŸ—£πŸ—£ he died in a duel?” and β€œWho dies in a duel?” The whole thing was so stupid. Dad πŸ‘¨ spent 😡😡😡 his entire life πŸ’“ writing πŸ–Š this ⬆ book πŸ“–, but he couldn’t get πŸ‰πŸ‰ any stores to carry it, or any newspapers to review it. Finally, I guess one 1️⃣ newspaper πŸ“°πŸ“°πŸ“° thought he was hilarious, because they wrote a review and tore him to shreds. So, my father πŸ‘¨, ever the Proud 😀😀 Mary, decided he would not stand for this ⬆ besmirch ment of his honor. He claimed the critic didn’t understand what πŸ˜… it meant to be a man πŸ‘¦, so he demanded satisfaction in the form of pistols at dawn πŸŒ‡πŸŒ‡πŸŒ‡. He wrote the paper πŸ–¨πŸ–¨, this ⬆ letter βœ‰οΈβœ‰οΈ, saying anyone who πŸ’ didn’t like πŸ˜„ his book πŸ“–πŸ“–πŸ“–, he would challenge to a duel, anyone in the world 🌎. He’d even pay πŸ’Έ for airfare to San πŸ‡ΈπŸ‡² Francisco and a night 😴 in a hotel 🏨. Well, eventually this ⬆ found it’s way ↕️↕️ to some kook in Montana, who πŸ’ was as batshit as he was and took him up ☝ on πŸ”›πŸ”›πŸ”› the offer. They met at Golden Gate Park and agreed: ten paces, then shoot πŸ’«. But in the middle πŸ–•πŸ–•πŸ–• of the ten paces, Dad πŸ‘¨ turned to ask the guy πŸ‘¦ if he’d actually read πŸ›‹πŸ›‹ the book πŸ“– and what πŸ˜… he thought, but, not looking where 🀷 he was going, tripped over an exposed root and basked his head πŸ’†πŸ’†πŸ’† on πŸ”›πŸ”›πŸ”› a rock πŸ§—β€β™€οΈ. I wish πŸ™πŸ™πŸ™ I’d known to go to Jack in the Box 🍱 then. I could have 🈢 gotten a free πŸ†“ churro. It would’ve been nice to have 🈢🈢 gotten something to show πŸ“Ί for being the son of ButterScotch Horseman. My darling mother πŸ‘ͺ gave the eulogy. My entire life πŸ’“ I have 🈢 never ❌ heard her say πŸ—£πŸ—£ a kind word to or about my father πŸ‘¨, but at his funeral ⚰ she said, β€œMy husband is 🈢 dead πŸ’€πŸ’€πŸ’€, and everything is 🈢 worse now.” β€œMy husband is 🈢 dead πŸ’€πŸ’€πŸ’€, and everything is 🈢 worse now.” I don’t know πŸ€” why πŸ€” she said that. Maybe she felt that’s the kind of thing you’re supposed to say πŸ—£πŸ—£πŸ—£ at a funeral ⚰⚰⚰. Maybe she hoped one 1️⃣ day someone would say πŸ—£πŸ—£πŸ—£ that about her. β€œMy mother πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ is 🈢 dead πŸ’€, and everything is 🈢 worse now.” Or maybe she knew πŸ€” he had frittered away all her inheritance, and replaced it with crippling debt, which is 🈢 a pretty shitty thing to leave your πŸ‘‰ widow with. β€œBad news, you lost 🏳🏳 your πŸ‘‰ husband, but don’t worry, you also lost 🏳🏳 the house 🏠!” Maybe Mom πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ knew πŸ€” she’d have 🈢 to sell all her fancy πŸ’  jewelry πŸ’ and move into a home πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ. Maybe that’s what πŸ˜… she meant by β€œeverything is 🈢 worse now.” Is 🈢 that what πŸ˜… you meant, Mom πŸ‘ͺ? You know πŸ€”, the first πŸ₯‡πŸ₯‡ time ⌚⌚⌚ I ever preformed In front of an audience, it actually was, uh, with my Mom πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ. She used to put on πŸ”›πŸ”› these shows, with her supper club in the living room, and she used to make... she used to make me sing πŸ—£πŸ—£πŸ—£ β€œThe Lollipop 🍭 Song” Those parties, they were really something. There were skits and magic 🎩🎩 acts, and ethnically insensitive vaudeville routines, and the big finale was always πŸ•” a dance πŸ’ƒ my mother πŸ‘ͺ did. She had this ⬆ beautiful dress πŸ‘— that she only brought out 🏎🏍 for these parties, and she did this ⬆ incredible number. It was so beautiful and sad 😞😞😞. Dad πŸ‘¨ hated the parties. He’d lock β›“β›“ himself in the study πŸ”¬πŸ”¬πŸ”¬, and bang on πŸ”›πŸ”›πŸ”› the walls for us to keep it down ⬇⬇, but he always πŸ•” came out 🏎🏍 to see πŸ‘πŸ‘ mom πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ dance πŸ’ƒ. He’d linger in the doorway, scotch πŸ₯ƒ in hand πŸ‘πŸ‘, and watch πŸ‘πŸ‘ in awe, as this ⬆ cynical, despicable woman πŸ‘§ he married... Took flight πŸ›©πŸ›©. And as a child πŸ‘Ά who πŸ’ was completely terrified 😨😨 of both of my parents πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ, I was always πŸ•” aware of this ⬆ moment of grace, it meant something. We understood each other, in a way ↕️. Me, My Mom πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ and my Dad πŸ‘¨, as screwed up ☝☝☝ as we all were, we did understand each other. My mother πŸ‘ͺ, she knew πŸ€” what πŸ˜… it’s like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ to feel your πŸ‘‰ entire life πŸ’“ like πŸ˜„ you’re drowning with the exception of these moments.. these very rare, brief instances, in which you remember..you can swim 🐠🐠🐠. But, then again, mostly not. Mostly you’re drowning. She understood that too. And she recognized that I understood it. And Dad πŸ‘¨. All three 3️⃣3️⃣3️⃣ of us were drowning, and we didn’t know πŸ€” how πŸ€” to save πŸ’Ύ each other, but there was an understanding that we were all drowning together. I would like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ to think πŸ€”πŸ€”πŸ€” that’s what πŸ˜… she meant when ⏰ we were in the hospital πŸš‘πŸš‘ and she said, β€œI see πŸ‘πŸ‘ you.” You know πŸ€” the weird πŸ˜•πŸ˜•πŸ˜• thing about both your πŸ‘‰ parents πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ being dead πŸ’€ is 🈢 it means you’re next ⏭. I mean 😏, you know πŸ€”, obviously it’s not like πŸ˜„ there’s a wait 🚏 list for dying. Any one 1️⃣1️⃣ of us could get πŸ‰πŸ‰πŸ‰ run πŸƒ over by some Snap-chatting πŸ’¬πŸ’¬ Teen at any moment. And you would think πŸ€” knowing πŸ€” that would make us adventurous, and kind, and forgiving. But it makes us small, stupid, and petty. I actually had a near death πŸ’€πŸ’€ experience πŸ’―, recently. A stunt went bad πŸ“‰ and I fell off of a building 🏭. I’m an actor. I do my own stunts. I’m on πŸ”› this ⬆ new πŸ†•πŸ†• show πŸ“ΊπŸ“ΊπŸ“Ί Philbert. Im Philbert. Star ⭐⭐⭐ of the show πŸ“Ί. It hasn’t come out 🏎🏍 yet, but it’s already getting Emmy Buzz. Oh, speaking πŸ“’ of buzz... I’m supposed to take two ✌✌ of these every morning 🌞, but my days are so screwed up ☝☝ β€˜cause of the shooting schedule πŸ“…, I don’t even know πŸ€” what πŸ˜… morning 🌞🌞🌞 means anymore. There’s a joke in there somewhere, about a guy πŸ‘¦ who’s been to so many funerals, he doesn’t even know πŸ€” what πŸ˜… mourning means anymore. Let you guys figure out 🏎🏍 that one 1️⃣1️⃣1️⃣ for yourself. Anyways, you know πŸ€” what πŸ˜… I thought.. When ⏰ I was falling off the building 🏭 and went into panic mode? The last thing that my stupid brain 🧠🧠 could come up ☝☝☝ with before I died? β€œWon’t they be sorry πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”.” Cool 😎😎 thought, brain 🧠. I don’t even know πŸ€” what πŸ˜… β€œthey” I wanted ⚠ to be sorry πŸ’”. My mom πŸ‘ͺ, before she died, could barely remember who πŸ’ I was. And of course, my dads dead πŸ’€πŸ’€. The last conversation I ever had with him was about his novel. He was so certain his book πŸ“– was his legacy. Maybe he thought it would vindicate him for all the shitty things he ever did in his stupid worthless life πŸ’“. Maybe it did. I don’t know πŸ€”. I never ❌ read πŸ›‹πŸ›‹ it. Because why πŸ€” would I give him that? I used to be on πŸ”› this ⬆ TV πŸ“Ί show πŸ“ΊπŸ“Ί called Horsin’ Around. Seriously though, hold your πŸ‘‰ applause πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘. It was written by my friend 🐢, Herb 🌿🌿 Kazzaz, whos also dead πŸ’€πŸ’€ now, and it starred this ⬆ little girl πŸ‘ΆπŸ‘ΆπŸ‘Ά named Sarah Lynn. And it was about these orphans. And early πŸ•πŸ• on πŸ”›πŸ”›, the network had a note πŸ”£, β€œMaybe don’t mention they’re orphans so much, because audiences tend to find πŸ” orphans sad 😞😞 and not relatable.” But I never ❌ thought the orphans were sad 😞😞. I always πŸ•” thought they were lucky 🀞 because they could imagine their parents πŸ‘ͺ to be anything they wanted ⚠. They had something to long for. Anyway, we did this ⬆ one 1️⃣1️⃣ season ❄️❄️❄️ finale, where 🀷 Olivias birth mother πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ comes to town. And she was a junkie, but she’s gotten herself cleaned up ☝☝, and she wants to be in Olivias life πŸ’“ again. And of course, she’s like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ the perfect πŸ‘Œ grown-up ☝ version of Olivia, and they go to the mall 🏬🏬 together and get πŸ‰πŸ‰ her ears pierced like πŸ˜„ she’s always πŸ•” wanted ⚠ and β€” Sorry πŸ’”, spoiler alert 🚨🚨 for season ❄️ six 6️⃣6️⃣6️⃣ finale of Horsin’ Around, if you’re still working πŸ—πŸ—πŸ— your πŸ‘‰ way ↕️↕️↕️ through it. Anyway, the horse 🐴🐴🐴 tried to warn her, β€œBe careful, moms have 🈢 a way ↕️↕️ of letting you down ⬇⬇.” But Olivia just thinks the horse 🐴 is 🈢 jealous, and when ⏰ the mom πŸ‘ͺ says she’s moving πŸ“¦πŸ“¦ to California, Olivia decides to go with her. And the network really juiced the cliffhanger: β€œIs Olivia gone for good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ?” But of course, because it’s a TV πŸ“ΊπŸ“ΊπŸ“Ί show πŸ“ΊπŸ“Ί, she was not gone for good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ. Of course, because it’s a TV πŸ“ΊπŸ“Ί show πŸ“ΊπŸ“Ί Olivias Mother πŸ‘ͺ has a relapse and had to go back ⬅️⬅️ into rehab, so Olivia has to hitchhike all the way ↕️↕️ home πŸ‘ͺ, getting rides from from Mr πŸ‡²πŸ‡·. T, Alf, and the cast of Stomp. Of course that’s what πŸ˜… happened. Because, what πŸ˜… are you gonna do, just not have 🈢 Olivia on πŸ”› the show πŸ“Ί? You can’t have 🈢🈢🈢 happy πŸ˜€πŸ˜€ endings on πŸ”›πŸ”› sitcoms, not really, because, if everyone’s happy πŸ˜€, the show πŸ“Ί would be over, and above πŸ†™ all else, the show πŸ“Ί... Has to keep going. There’s always πŸ•” more βž•βž• show πŸ“ΊπŸ“ΊπŸ“Ί. And you can call Horsin’ Around dumb, or bad πŸ“‰, or unrealistic, but there’s nothing 🈚🈚 more βž•βž•βž• realistic than that. You never ❌ get πŸ‰ a happy πŸ˜€πŸ˜€ ending, β€˜cause there’s always πŸ•” more βž•βž• show πŸ“Ί. I guess until there isn’t. My mom πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ would hate 😑😑😑 it if she knew πŸ€” that I spent 😡😡 so much time ⌚ at her funeral ⚰⚰ talking about my old πŸ‘΄πŸ‘΄πŸ‘΄ TV πŸ“Ί show πŸ“Ί. Or maybe she’d think πŸ€”πŸ€”πŸ€” it was funny πŸ˜ƒπŸ˜ƒ that her idiot 😜 son couldn’t even do this ⬆ right πŸ‘‰, who πŸ’ knows πŸ€”? She left πŸ‘ˆ no 😣😣😣 instructions for what πŸ˜… she wanted ⚠ me to say πŸ—£πŸ—£. All I know πŸ€” is 🈢 she wanted ⚠ an open πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘ casket ⚰, and her idiot 😜 son couldn’t even do that right πŸ‘‰πŸ‘‰. I’m not gonna stand up ☝☝ here πŸ‘ˆπŸ‘ˆ and pretend I ever understood how πŸ€” to please πŸ™πŸ™πŸ™ that woman πŸ‘§, even though so much of my life πŸ’“ has been wasted in vain attempts to figure it out 🏎🏍. But I keep going back ⬅️⬅️⬅️ to that moment in the ICU when ⏰ she looked at me and,...” I-C-U πŸ‘‰.” β€œI..See πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘...You..” Jesus ✝️ Christ β›ͺβ›ͺ, we were in the Intensive Care Unit. She was just reading a sign β›Žβ›Žβ›Ž. My mom πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ died and all I got was a free πŸ†“ Churro. You know πŸ€” the shittiest thing about all of this ⬆? Is 🈢 when ⏰ that stranger behind the counter gave me that free πŸ†“πŸ†“πŸ†“ churro, that small act of kindness showed more βž• compassion than my mother πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ gave me her entire goddamn life πŸ’“. Like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„, how πŸ€” hard is 🈢 it to do something nice for a person πŸ‘€? This ⬆ woman πŸ‘§ at the Jack in the Box 🍱 didn’t even know πŸ€” me. I’m your πŸ‘‰ son. All I had was you! I have 🈢🈢🈢 this ⬆ friend 🐢🐢🐢. And right πŸ‘‰ around when ⏰ I first πŸ₯‡ met her, her dad πŸ‘¨πŸ‘¨ died, and I actually went with her to the funeral ⚰. And months later, she told me that she didn’t understand why πŸ€” she was still upset 😞😞😞, because she never ❌ even liked her father πŸ‘¨πŸ‘¨. It made sense to me, because I went through the same thing when ⏰ my dad πŸ‘¨πŸ‘¨ died. And I’m going through that same thing now. You know πŸ€” what πŸ˜… it’s like πŸ˜„? It’s like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ the show πŸ“Ί Becker, you know πŸ€”, with Ted Danson? I watched the entire run πŸƒ of it, hoping that it would get πŸ‰πŸ‰ better, and it never ❌ did. It had all the right πŸ‘‰πŸ‘‰πŸ‘‰ pieces, but it justβ€” It couldn’t put them together. And when ⏰ it got canceled, I was really bummed out 🏎🏍, not because I liked the show πŸ“ΊπŸ“Ί, but because I knew πŸ€” it could be so much better, and now it never ❌ would be. And that’s what πŸ˜… losing 🏳🏳🏳 a parent πŸ‘©β€πŸ‘¦πŸ‘©β€πŸ‘¦πŸ‘©β€πŸ‘¦ is 🈢 like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„. It’s like πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ Becker. Suddenly, you realize you’ll never ❌ have 🈢🈢 the good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ relationship you wanted ⚠, as long as they were alive, even though you’ll never ❌ admit it, part of you, the stupidest goddamn part of you, was still holding onto that chance. And you didn’t realize it until that chance went away. β€œMy mother πŸ‘ͺ is 🈢 dead πŸ’€, and everything is 🈢 worse now.” Because now I know πŸ€” I will never ❌ have 🈢🈢🈢 a mother πŸ‘ͺ who πŸ’ looks at me from across the room and says, β€œBoJack Horseman, I see πŸ‘ you.” But I guess it’s good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ to know πŸ€”. It’s good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ to know πŸ€”, that there is 🈢 nobody looking out 🏎🏍 for me, that there never ❌ was, and there never ❌ will be. No 😣, it’s good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ to know πŸ€” that I am the only one 1️⃣1️⃣1️⃣ I can depend on πŸ”›. And I know πŸ€” that now and it’s good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ. It’s good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ that I know πŸ€” that. So.. it’s good πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘πŸΎ my mother πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘ͺ is 🈢 dead πŸ’€. Well, no 😣 point 🈯 in beating a dead πŸ’€πŸ’€ horse 🐴🐴🐴. Beatrice Horseman was born 🐣 in 1938, and she died in 2018, and I have 🈢 no 😣😣😣 idea πŸ’‘.. What πŸ˜… she wanted ⚠. Unless she just wanted ⚠ what πŸ˜… we all wanted ⚠.. to be seen.
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