#you know they'll be printing forever and you are just part of it' because that does kind of resonate with me. also the being behind in the
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Silly snippet that I scrapped from something I actually did post because it was a tangent, but I can't stop thinking about it.
What is UP with Gary and Betty stopping people from eating tempting food in a building we later learn is:
A) Owned by magical beings who lure people into contracts without disclosing the fine print?
B) Already home to one person who's been trapped for 60 years when the building itself has only existed for a little over 10 years?
I don't like that at all!!
We know the Learn-a-torium has only existed for a decade at most, because we know Flappy Bob is 37 during the Musical and that H.P. gave him the blueprints the day he graduated Harvard as a lawyer:
We know Pops has been trapped in the Learn-A-Torium for 60 years ("Baby Face")...
I've always written that off as an inconsistency, but in our world's lore, don't people get trapped in the fairy world - where time moves differently - if they eat fairy food?
I mean, Gary and Betty did say they would "be friends forever" with Timmy if Vicky never came back... Like, they just skipped over the part about his parents possibly picking him up. That's kinda weird.
Are Gary and Betty interfering - i.e. refusing to let kids eat the delicious-looking ice cream and cookies the Learn-a-torium inexplicably offers - because they don't want other kids to get locked into some Pixie contract?
Like... This place is owned by Pixies. Their name is literally on the wall (or at least on a wall phone that's confirmed to be a direct line to Sanderson), so it's not like it's a secret-
Parents send their kids here... Are they absentmindedly signing papers that secretly lock them into surrendering their child if the child eats sweets there??
That's not outside the realm of possibility. We know Pixies are scummy and slip things into the tiny fine print you need a microscope to read... sometimes even a VERY powerful microscope:
And we know Gary and Betty were very insistent that the kids in their care eat things like soy and broccoli, not the premade ice cream and cookies. Betty even feeds the babies in the daycare room soy, and she seems to like it herself since she volunteered to eat the soy cubes Gary offered to Timmy.
It's probable their own diet consists of soy, veggies, bread, water, tofu, granola, and sugar-free powder drinks- Things on the list of stuff they charge parents for during the "Get Flappy" song, which implies that's the food they're giving kids:
Kinda weird they have ice cream sundaes and chocolate chip cookies just there in the Learnatorium, but they'll switch them out for soy before kids touch them...
Alternatively, did Gary stop Betty from giving Timmy ice cream and cookies because they're fighting over which of THEM can abduct more children? She did put it in Timmy's lap before Gary snatched it away, which is a bold move for someone who didn't want him to eat it.
If they were on the same page that ice cream and cookies are bad, why would they go through the effort of preparing that and give it to Timmy in the first place? That's sus, Betty...
This place is so dang cursed.
#Fairly OddParents#FOP#Gary and Betty#We're Pixies!#Apparently my foresight in having my 'fics mark the building as condemned in later seasons was correct#School's Out! The Musical#screenshots#FAIRIES!#Get Flappy!#I'm wasp dad trash#Sanderson is neat#Wish Fixers#Baby Face#Totally Spaced Out
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What do you think of AI stuff like DAll-E or Midjourney?
It's not as useful as some people want you to believe. A lot of people pushing for the acceptance of this kind of software are the same tech bros that invested in crypto currency and were trying to sell you NFTs, which should tell you enough.
All of this "it's democratizing art!" and "finally, people can make art even if they don't have natural talent!" is snake oil.
You know where my "natural talent" came from? I started drawing when I was 4 or 5 years old. I drew at least one thing per day for over 20 years. I earned the ability to crank out dumb doodles on a whim.
You can't just show up one day and think you deserve to make artwork without putting in the work to learn and get good at it. Art's importance comes from the length of time needed to learn to master it. And I don't just mean drawings, I mean music, film, food, everything. No matter what it is, effort is value.
Financial value, sentimental value, it doesn't matter. All value is derived from the effort required to make it.
If you can just push a button and churn out artwork en masse, that devalues the importance of art. I mentioned this back with the Martin Scorsese ask, but it's like, which has more value? An original hand-made piece of artwork, or a print of that artwork? Prints are easy to mass produce. You can get a nice, high quality, glossy print of the Mona Lisa almost for free at this point. But the actual Mona Lisa, the original product, is actually valuable beyond value.
Art prints are literally just replicating a single file over and over and over again, but the original is one-of-a-kind and where all the effort is most evident. All the layers of paint can be felt as DaVinci sought perfection in his work. That's what makes it special. That's what makes it important.
My uncle does woodworking. He's so good at it, he gave my Mom an end table that looks like it came from a high-tier furniture store. A mass-produced end table like that would be at least $100. He made it by hand. It is beautiful. I will treasure that end table forever.
Effort is value.
If you spend any length of time looking at art websites where AI art is allowed (such as deviantart or pixiv), what you'll often find is these AI art chumps submitting massive amounts of artwork. They'll submit 10, 20, 40+ images a day, all from the same prompt, all with slight differences, because to them, every single thing the generator produces is worth submitting.
Even when I was drawing regularly, I could only really do maybe one finished piece per day. Two if you were lucky. Not only because sketching, inking, coloring and shading would take so long, but because after I was done the tank was empty. I'd used up all my effort for the day and had no more creativity left to give.
All the claims of "letting people without artistic talent generate art" are bogus because it throws the whole signal-to-noise ratio out of wack. Too much signal in itself becomes noise. And it devalues the effort that real artwork takes, because real artwork is now part of that noise, instead of rising above it.
When anyone can vomit out hundreds or even thousands of AI generated images that are of decent-to-good quality, a lot of what would be considered "b-tier" artwork ceases to be important anymore.
In a world where AI generated images are normalized, only the top 0.1% of artwork (your Mona Lisas) are considered to have real value. And who benefits the most from that kind of stuff? Rich people. Rich people who can afford to drop a million dollars on a historic piece of hand-crafted artwork. And just to be clear: these are exactly the same people who are trying to sell you on how important AI generator software is going to be going forward.
Or to simplify it even more: the people who stand to profit the most from AI "art" are the ones trying the hardest to sell you on its benefits. Because it benefits them more than it will ever benefit you.
Because, full disclosure, over this last week, a friend of mine has been having a lot of fun with Bing's new image generator feature, and I couldn't help but also play with the toy. The quality of images it can generate is shocking.
Microsoft, in their endless desperation to get anyone to use Bing on purpose, is clearly playing with fire here.
When effort is value and value is effortless, nothing has any value anymore.
I understand how, if you aren't an artist, this is all probably incredibly difficult to comprehend. The lure of fast and easy artwork from a simple line of text is a net gain to you, and nothing else really matters to your perspective. But imagine all of the up-and-coming artists who get completely pushed out of the conversation because of how easy it is to crap out endless AI generator output. I spent 20 years drawing every day for results that can be beaten in 20 seconds.
How many future artists is that going to discourage? There's a lot of buzz, now more than ever, about "late stage capitalism" and the way that's manifesting in our lives. When AI generated images are "good enough", how is that going to change the world around us?
You can't just think, "we'll figure something out" because the people trying to control this narrative do not have your best interests in mind. The people trying to control this narrative think they still don't have enough money yet even though there's not much money left to give them.
Their solution is to stop paying people to do work that they can get a computer to do for free, even if it means destroying the entire foundation of human culture. Long term destruction for short term gain. The same old story.
Are they going to get away with it?
(Another good ask along this line is over here, from February.)
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YAYYY CAS!!! SO EXCITED FOR YOU TO GET A NEW JOB IN A MORE SUPPORTIVE WORKPLACE!! Trust me, it can make all the difference
As for working with middle schoolers; as a recent middle schooler... please don't take this the wrong way, I don't want to scare you and I also don't know where you're situated bc that can affect it, but don't take what kids might say to heart. Middle schoolers become a lot more vicious than primary schoolers, and a lot of them feel lost and blindly follow beliefs they see on the internet/their friends or parents. They usually don't really intend it, it's more for a show, but the amount of rampant disrespect, ableism, racism and queerphobia is insane (as I'm sure you know). Some kids will treat you differently if you're openly not cis, and they'll be nightmares. But please know that there are many more kids in the back of the class who you are inspiring to be themselves, who may not openly say anything, but you help with their identity so much. I promise, I was one of those kids in the back of a queer teacher's class, and that teacher, although he never knew it, is part of the reason I'm okay with being queer today, and I will remember him forever because of that.
Also just know that stickers are an AWESOME bribery tactic, if it comes to it. I don't think that ever changes tho, no matter the age group. The smelly ones especially have a practical black market going on
Thank you, that means a lot. It's definitely difficult to be an openly queer teacher, so knowing that it makes a difference is huge.
Can I make a suggestion? You don't have to take it, of course. Maybe send a letter or message to that teacher you mentioned?
I ask because, used to teach 4th grade (ages 9-10) in South Carolina (very homophobic religious area of the US) and I got in a lot of trouble for telling students not to call things 'gay' as an insult, etc. I told them homophobia isn't okay. I almost got fired because of it.
I really didn't think it made a difference, and I was getting pretty depressed. I ended up leaving because my wife and I decided to move up north, but I honestly wasn't sure it had been worth it to do all that.
And then I got a message from a former student who told me they came out as nonbinary and queer, and I am the only teacher they've ever had to be even remotely supportive of queer people. I literally cried reading their message and I printed it out and I still have it to this day. Like, (in a completely humble way) knowing that I made a difference in ONE student's life is enough to convince me that I will never be quiet about being queer, on the off chance there's another student who needs visibility in their life.
All this to say, that teacher might really appreciate hearing from you. It might make as much of a difference to him as he did to you.
Also, good to know smelly stickers are universal. How do we feel about smelly erasers and smelly pencils?
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Hi! So firstly I want to ask how can Harry CO when his community hates him? He'll be met with accusations of doing it for attention, or people not wanting him to be part of the community so they'll alienate him. I guess it will be easier if he is to CO in a relationship like with Louis or whoever. Maybe that's the only option. As it's harder to dismiss if he is with a male partner. But what if he wants to CO on his own? What is a good way to go about it? I do worry that by him continuing to do stunts he will completely push away with his community. Then when he does CO he'll have no support or respect. Secondly I want to ask if you think Harry and Louis can CO or could there be contracts stating that they can't? I saw twitter Larries thinking that Harry will be pressured into BG like Louis, having a kid that isn't his. The theory started with articles earlier this year saying Yan Yan Chan is having his baby this year. They think it's Sony sending a warning to him. It just sounds like clickbait to me as the media print anything about Harry, but it's made me paranoid too. Do you think that can still happen? Do you think maybe they'll have to stay closeted forever due to contracts?
Hi!
To your first point. I don't think the queer community hates him. I think some don't know he's gay, some think it's internalised homophobia keeping him in, some think he doesn’t want to come out because it's not profitable, some think it's because of Louis and some think it's contractual. Some even think he's not gay enough or gay presenting in the right way. His amplified straight presenting image right now is probably a turn off for many. Generally though the queer community is very forgiving when people come out. You get accepted as a member of the community. No matter the reason you were closeted, people know how hard it can be, the opportunities you can lose, the new light people see you in, the judgement you face etc. The only reason he might get some side eye is if he straight out says he stayed in for profit. If he didn’t stunt, then he might have even survived that.
I think it would be better for both of them if they came out at the same time and as a couple. They will get more sympathy that way. Not only did they have to hide their sexuality, but also their relationship. That's even harder. And it's a love story and people love that.
I think Harry could come out on his own, but i'd prefer it if he let Louis come out first. I think it would be harder for Louis to follow after Harry than vice versa. If one came out, the spotlight would immediately turn to the other. If Harry came out first he'd be linked to every man he's seen with. I think that would be harder on Louis. It would also be hard to be in a relationship with one out and the other one still in the closet.
To your second question. I don't think there are contracts saying they're not allowed to come out. I think the moment the powers that be thought that it would be profitable, they'd be allowed (or even forced?) to come out. I think it's image clauses, bargaining and trade offs that's stopping them. Also the timing for both needs to be right. As i've mentioned before, maybe Harry is allowed to come out right now and Louis is not or vice versa. I don't think they'll stay closeted forever, but i do fear (worst case scenario) they'll not be allowed out as long as they want to have a career in the business. We might have to wait until they retire from the business (lord i hope not).
I don't think they'd do a bg for Harry. He's (somewhat) successfull in balancing the gay and the straight right now. A bg would jeopardise that balance and amping up the gay while pretending to be a baby daddy would feed the queerbaiting accusers. It would hurt the bottom line. And that's all Sony cares about.
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We're going to go through with these projects and we have a timetable it is always saying why is it forever and nothing ever starts we have movies they don't start and we went and got rid of all these idiots without a project starting who these projects for four years foreigners and we have no more lock and we suddenly see what you're saying there's a problem here if we set Lamborghini out there on a Corvette chassis we know what these guys will do with it the same just sending it out there to Africa and we see it in the movies these fighting so what I don't mind stealing bread from the decadent and I get what you're saying so what is the argument again well we don't really do with them and they try to make devices rats that's terrible we don't have any vermined to go around father yes all day it's true too beautiful it is what Duke nukem and Blockbuster are saying what they're saying is get the project going or pick another one so we can do it we're going to have these idiots running around without as much supervision is it could have they don't want Harley-Davidsons and other stuff and they're just using what they have and is slow lethargic and annoying and eats away at people so we don't come out we knock them out and they're getting knocked down anyways and we switch over to demons foreigners really and then they go after four years and we're foreigners too and then drive around if you bring this over there then attach each other. So really you're not going to know what happens unless we test it because I'm saying I know what happens I've seen it before but that's years ago and it's 1985 a referencing and it doesn't apply today so I have seen Lamborghini and I do know what they do maybe a similar thing and they race around after the thing and go after each other that is the truth fighting is the same race fighting the same race so I'll be mulatto versus mulatto morlock and we need the territory they're not intermingled. And we hold the islands and if it is what the island they don't make it there that's one way to look at it and I kind of like that the other way to look at it is we're sitting here holding on to these idiots and he's not doing well enough at all with them here for us to keep doing that but his point is that they'll come and try and take their territory and we need foreigners to get here we need it this is the point and the max want that and they're willing to help but there's a sit there snickering and sniveling and laughing so we're going to have to make a program and decide whether or not to do it so we can actually start doing it and he says we got to do the testing and he wants the meeting today if someone says we shouldn't do it show me the testing show me the mentality show me the other cars and what happens and why not otherwise sit back and don't say anything if you're not going to be involved we can handle it all and honestly admit my people can handle it and we're starting to get into this this is what they're doing all the time handling like 80% of it including his children and he's telling us we're going to have to do it it's not a problem our people don't have to be shooting stars or all that stuff and really it is not what it seems it's just a lot of hard work and I know what I'm doing it too and he wants to know who the hell's in the way of this s*** and why it wants to step forward and stop being one of these people you're not one of these people tell people what the problem is it's like I'm fighting and you can see me fighting you too and I'm listening they fight each other we need the territory and how who the hell is depending on an a****** to get them by these guys still get in the way and stand in the way on purpose like they say they're in the way they're having me yell and shout and the max are there and they don't stop them from doing anything it's an illusion so we're going to print that was what our son and daughter says the last part they get you in trouble and it makes it harder
Thor Freya
If we get Lamborghinis we're all going to die it's not true but he's saying there's a lot of them might make a difference we want to run a test too and what he's saying is Garth and others can get these chassis and can bring them over there and run a test and for his back you up so it's something to look at and now we're getting attention and Shaq says to send them over and it's going to cars and he said send them over and it says I can't get a handle and I'm going to grab some new ones so I get that he says and he has a bunch of stingray and so Shaquille O'Neal's going to meet with him and that's great he's known as a lesser arms dealer it says you can say that again hey you're really small
Nicki Minaj
Okay we're starting to get this we need this car to do stuff but it is motivation and it means the plague and foreigners want to see it and they want to see the code and there's a bunch of people on the way of it they have to make sure it makes sense
Garth
You need to run a test and we can do the kit at a friend of glass and snap it up and get it going and people think it's real as a matter of fact we have a bunch of Lamborghinis they're kind of trashed similar model and put the interior in I didn't go ahead and do this it's kind of how to do it and the combination is eerie and could be really a potentially dangerous and we'll see what it is but he says you need to light it up a little and from what he understands nobody's doing that in a cigarette party like these videos and the damn Max actually want you to sit around and they don't want this kind of thing and they're not going to help, if you leave it there leave it will cause blabbing
Shaq
It's really a great idea and it's my son Thor and my grandson Zeus and their wives and it's a terrific idea I think it'll work but I really have to test it and he says Jesus Christ get the test going I understand what you're saying just send it over to there actually how to get him going over there and send it over and usually sell them and then come back here that's stupid but yeah so we're going to go ahead with this I need to know
Bill
That's very good deal out of this but you're doing yelling when he says yeah I just got around for like years it really has and too many years and too much time and we don't have time anymore and he's right we're out of time we need to know what the effect is and we keep saying it's bad to him our leader who says produce the test today that says it's bad weather in reference or the reference and if we produce that that's fine we have proof it'll be too hard or dangerous and these people in the city around and and they know the effect and the city around on purpose that's one thing another thing is we don't have time for this arguing and he's right so from now on we're going to produce a proposal we should have the testing done so just get Thor and Freya to get approved for the testing of them come to us. It'll have to be contained testing and they say they can't really do that so we have historical reference we can look at in order to approve or not the testing is recent and what we ever experienced with Lamborghini in Africa is they're hated by Africans they do things to do and break them but it does heat it up I need to learn from it so he says that he has a great idea to work and he wants people to volunteer to the assignment to do it cuz he just got approval and do it in a small scale but we do understand what you're saying they kits will be made there like the idea and for this particular model countach and garth gets it.
Olympus
Oh ok. And these people love the car and so on and I understand it and boy that works for me
Shaq
Wow that was hell I see what he's saying they're very young this is hard I need some f****** money he was so cheap and you do management and I find it hard to believe now and these guys are stupid now it's going to beating and drink all that s*** water and it's still insist on it your mom was up there farting and drinking this s*** and she said oh the comedy was in the rivers and she's checking it is and kept drinking it if I can hate it now I noticed something else this girl inside there with her is a piece of s*** murderer and that's all they are he says what would you be if you were joined with a big bat that's some kind of genius no it's not enough of your wigger over here we're going to go ahead with this it makes sense and they'll send them back here as a replica and from Africa and China and yeah that's cool and people want him to drive one
Mac daddy
Yeah that would be great he wants to try and find me and it's Lambo I've had enough of that s*** it sounds pretty good he says what the LS2 like LS and it said okay it's strict nine to do it was give his some women something to do okay I wouldn't like it. We might actually try to put this together and the Corvette chassis overseas and it's just a new countach. We have a bunch of bags in these businesses they're f***** they're running around shortly you don't have this car you're not going anywhere and the car isn't that great you have to put a new shell with a real roll cage or you're pretty much going to get hurt and speed so I don't understand what the deal is and they're not making money and they're not dating and they're not making any money selling it so what's the deal is it my stuff just the leadership has it so you're totally taking it to you it's just no you're the leadership too I want you people out of there and you're my people you don't do anything I tell you make the car and sell it and use it as code instead I see you running around saying you can't get the car and you're saying stupid s*** like you're retarded or gone for real boy this is frustrating so I have to go around my own people
Trump
It's like some sort of weirdo revolution like the hospital people ran in there and said this is how this works and they have no clue they saw the auction and couldn't figure out what our friend was saying at all then I was still going to take the cars and put them on the ship and isn't that an oxymoron and I heard one of these people born a barn. Say heard that one of a kind used for protection and they start saying well why sell that they're selling it to themselves it's regular shifts with the big one what the f*** are you poured yesterday if you're that stupid stay out of here and I heard after that you're actually right about something it is so these people are stupid and they're running around saying we're really stupid and we don't have any practices that make any sense and they're doing this in front of people and we're accepting it and laughing and say good price it has absolutely no bearing on reality and they're going to make people fight over these and it's stupid it's time you have to tell you it's stupid that's Tommy f because the prices don't make any sense so he's smart and that changed what was going on he's telling people I don't know why I'm doing this these things are too cheap they're too easy to get and he thinks it's not protection it says it is protection if you are a dimwit no stupid you don't put them on the shift you put them in places like New York and a window so max will come by and try and get there one time in a month for 5 minutes and also he said holy s*** that's what it is. You have to be though you're an idiot you don't know what to do with it timmy d you don't you're stupid. A lot of people are really stupid and I saw it yesterday I hear it all the time you don't know that the maximum look at it once a month I mean this is what it is he's trying to fish and stuff and we blow and we suck we consumed has the energy or going around ruining products won't have any food or money or places to live and that's our plan that's true that's what Trump was doing and it's not back that way you just sitting there doing it still saying he's going to do the limo projects he's not he's got the giant stuff on the brain it is an idiot and it's going to get ruined while he's just sits there he's a crap
Terry c
I just see it in the future I ruined everything and I'm trying to make up for it but has to go that route first
Trump
We have to get rid of this guy we're just having this Giants eating up my monsters and other people too need to go
Thor Freya
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today was more or less boring compared to yesterday but really that just means it's a nice day inside.
but look at my knees! those are prints from the socks i was wearing yesterday, they were getting ground on the stage kind of so it left those marks on me, which is pretty fun and honestly not too painful, when i showered it only hurt a little, but the soreness everywhere else is kind of insane, my head feels so heavy, it makes me think of how babies can't support their own heads because their necks are so weak, and somehow my forearms have a soreness that i've never felt before, ever, i think.
today's arc is interesting, i woke up in basically extreme pain and very hungry, and during the morning my gf and i got in mild, i dunno ~thing~ which isn't an argument but us being mutually frustrated less at eachother and more because like, we're hungry and sore so we're on edge. it's the kind of thing i could forget about if i didn't already make a point of remembering that stuff so i can make sure it doesn't happen for those exact kind of reasons in the future. after that the whole day was mostly us doing our own thing, she made gyoza and i made ramen, right now there are dishes in the kitchen that i might do, but it's just the blender from a smoothie. i guess the arc is interesting because it's weird how days can have parts that disappear sort of, unless you keep it in the back of your head, and even then, all that really lingers is that it happened and that you don't want it to happen again but it's so not a big deal that it's like, i dunno, not hugely upsetting. maybe this also has to do with waking up pretty late today, it's 1 am now and it barely feels, idk, over, or whatever. i woke up at 1, which is stressful because i need to fix my sleep schedule for doing vocals this week, but i imagine i can.
speaking of music i mixed vocals a little differently on a song, so hopefully they'll come across a little better, and then i can be finished with this song soon enough when i get the levels all right, they do sound better now, just too loud currently in parts and too quiet in others. i also got more lyrics done which is exciting, and then i replaced a synth thing and layered it in another song and i just sounds way better, it was so unsatisfying to me prior that i was thinking i'd just trash the song.
it's weird doing this every day, not that i wanna stop, i guess i wish i were more forthcoming, but idk, i get hung up on writing out my day, so i can at least remember that better or know it better, or something. but idk, what is it about not being forthcoming that gets to me. idk, i wrote more today too, just a little but that's good, it's headway in figuring a relatively small part out anyways. anyways, i want to write faster, i guess i'll try to be faster right now and not think about what i'm saying, and just talk, to myself, about today or anything. anything is so broad, i'm freaked out by how little i have to say, i feel like i'm trying to make myself seem empty at myself a little and i don't know it, but i don't know what proves substance anyways, and i get in my own way because i feel like i have such little energy, which makes sense i guess, right now my girlfriend is staring at her computer writing something and today i took the trash out and didn't like being outside really but i need to go on more walks i think, but i feel so weird, i dunno, it's so hot, maybe that's become an excuse or something. and i need to talk to my mom but honestly i worry about her even wanting to talk to me. she seems short constantly now, i dunno why, i guess just misery of the regular sort, because of my stepdad. he makes her life sort of awful at home, he doesn't listen to anyone and he talks forever, he's basically trapped her there and i can't do anything but i feel like she thinks maybe i could do something, or maybe she wishes i could because i got out, but as far as she can tell i'm not trying and it's not like i'm supposed to but she wants me to so she could be free a little while or something and i think sometimes she really might decide to kill herself, because she did try before so it's not out of the question. that's not something i can even figure out how to help at this point outside of texting her sometimes but i don't want to be annoying. i also feel bad for my stepdad, like maybe he wants to talk to me too, but he goes on forever about the same things always. eventually, he'll end up bringing up how he almost went to the olympics as a swimmer or something. i don't want to be like that, i don't want to have nothing to talk about except everything that happened to me, i want to be alive right now, and in the future, but i don't even know if i am. i'm basically alive because i think i can finally be pretty now, is that all that possesses me or am i just saying that to be dramatic, or is that a stupid way to pose the question or whatever, i dunno, it doesn't matter or it matters a lot but i'm not ready to parse the fact that i'd ask myself if i'm being dramatic over all the other possibilities. but it's on my mind a lot i guess that i think i'm super histrionic and maybe i think i do everything to be looked at, because if you're looking then i'm like, validated in being where i am right now because there's eyes on me, but i always hate the eyes and i hate being looked at especially like that except sometimes i really like it because it's proof i'm x/y/z or anything else, like being pretty is the perfect example because if someone obviously is staring at me in that way and i have my ass out on purpose, it for some reason feels good to have male attention even though i hate them and that i can sort of sense what kind of porn they're putting me in as they stare (it's i guess really obvious or i feel like it is because they have to be able to tell right) and i dunno, whatever, it's dumb, it's so stupid to be tethered to the need to be wanted like i am, since at least one person really does want me all the time at least, it should be enough but it isn't, and there's never an enough, there's an infinite void when you're seeking attention or at least conceiving of yourself as seeking attention. it's so gross, i hate it, i want to be pretty and i want to feel it as true inside myself, so i don't need anyone else, but we always will need everyone else, i don't actually not want to need anyone, i like depending on others.
tumblr made me go to another text thingy. that's weird. i guess that thought can end there because it was making me feel like a hundred million maggots were all over me which is something i wanna learn how to draw cuz i actually feel that way always, in each way you could imagine it, the miserable/disgusting/erotic+sexy ways, which is probably pretty weird but i mean it earnestly, that kind of stuff has always been put together for me which makes me kind of a nightmare i guess but it's all i have had, it's like my special hole i get to live in, it makes me feel nice saying it, asserting it i guess. like yeah i am horrified always and that's found its way into every part of me and i'm so in love with it.
tumblr talking to me while i was writing, i guess talking this whole way with me cuz it always pops up to tell me it saved my fucking draft like thank you tumblr but you can probably do that and not say it right? or can i turn that off. idk i'm ssstupid like it says in my bio. for some reason elongating my s's makes me happy, it's a pleasure i feel in the seat of my chest, where my voice rattles when i sing sometimes, or the junction of my lungs/throat/ribcage and whatever cartilage and muscles there get wrapped up in the vibrating, my own bloody crossroads. anyways tumblr talking at me makes me think about how nerds from everywhere online come up with these weird sapir-whorf adjacent hypotheses about like, how certain website's cultures shape how you see the world and whatever, they give you a particular outlook that follows you everywhere, essentially inventing grounds for various kinds of digital nationalism. this is ugly and evil stuff i think, it's basically missing how these sites actually work and impress methods of engagement onto us all, and though these differ, they do tend towards similar kinds of content and have all been about accelerating towards those kinds of content. typically, it's always about anger/arguments reinforcing where you are but there's more, that's like, the boring thing, i just need to recall how i conceived of this the other day, it was only an inkling then, maybe a few sentences but a few sentences in your head is connected to like everything ever, or everything that birthed that handful of sentences/meaning/observation. i think what i'm thinking of in particular is twitter, twitter does engender a particular way of seeing/instrumentalizing the world around you to whatever ends that it basically deems most valuable. i guess i can leave thoughts have thought in a diary and return later, i just hope i do return, to this, i don't know why i'm feeling blocked off from the thought i had earlier, whatever, i'll think a little more about it, i should just relax more or something, i dunno why this matters so much to me either. or i know exactly why, i've lived online my whole life, none of these places are really actually cut off from one another, they feed eachother, especially now, reposting is necessary for all this stuff to work or for anyone to feel 'actualized' at least as actualized as you are intended to be by these systems which essentially govern our socialization, and so frustrated by whatever methods they're escaping by moving to the next site or whatever, they complain and react, and absorbing whatever drama cluster they're drawn to, which the content of doesn't matter, it's more the shape of the cluster and what it does, like, twitter controversy is the same in whatever circles, and so was tumblr drama last i remember it, it was all about a few people or a broader idea of the awful in the world rearing its head and you'd gawk, and flood to it in interest, it would fade, but i dunno, i don't care about these controversies that much, i think what's more interesting is the everyday use which involves these things as momentary interests you can gawk at, your morality next to naked people next to funny animals, the stream's always been the same it's just been getting refined, basically. there used to be a utopianism about all this access we have to eachother, it's sad to see people who were like that, and compare it to now, where these places we're essentially forced to, if we want to be in the broader world, because if we only go off to closed spaces where everything is curated, it's only that your stream is narrower (also it's important i think to note the supremacy of the image, especially the photo or the photographic ddrawing (of anime or whatever (obviously i know how i guess hypocritical i can come off pointing this supremacy out since i had 3 photos of myself in the last post (but also don't, because what i'm saying is that we're all victim to this and it's really awful how i feel like i need pictures of myself out there that i think look good as proof of prettiness--
-- + sacrifice to whatever/ whoever might see, and to the libidinal economy that governs the internet's image-sludge currents.)))) anyways asides aside (lol) i was talking about your stream growing narrower, it grows narrower and, was there an and, who knows, it does grow narrower and it prevents you from seeing outside your field of view, which is actually the addictive thing i think, about so many of these sites, you can see outside yourself and it will be fed to you in such a way that it seems strange/annoying or, rarely, kind of good so you decide you like it. it enforces an idea of identity that is about accrual, and what you cannot accrue you performatively burn, with great distance, a torch lit and tossed many miles to an unseen firepit.
this isn't the full articulation though, it's not close, it's not why i think these things are so interesting/frustrating. i guess the fact that this is unanswerable is why i've been approaching it for years. it begs you to look, dirty scopophiliac you are, and by looking / knowing, it (anything) becomes less dirty, dirty meaning alive, i think. you look at a horrible thing, and you know it is terrible, and you are excited by the awfulness, excited meaning agitated into some kind of activity, and becoming active, it's purified/sanctified. everything's been reduced into a kind of sanitary work/gesture, all images pass through and passed around lose meaning become less threatening or gain threat (so you know they are to be jettisoned) and all is defanged by what amounts to our complicity in a daily human tide whose goal is to alleviate boredom with structured programming pointed at random targets and developed by less random but nearly as equally numerous heads. it's interesting how much content is always downstream of a few people, too.
that can be talked about later i guess.
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I always felt Jesus prob isn't a Ghost per-say? Like he is Def in Christian Heaven? BUT! And this is the important part? The Zone CONNECTS all the afterlife and acts as a catch all for those with no other place to go?
Thus all the animal ghosts. They don't tend to pray to anybody.
But? It's ALSO? Not exactly hard to just? Go knocking.
Read something, say "OH HE WOULD NOT SAY THAT!" And in a HUFF, fly all the way to the "Door" (though not all appear AS doors) to the correct area and go *bang bang bang!* "Heeeeeey! I need to talk to X! Somebody go get hiiiiiim! OOOOOOIIIIII!"
Like? Jesus pops his head out and politely asks you to stop banging on Heaven's side door. It's rude and scaring people. Can he help you, lost soul? *takes the print out he is offered* *his jaw drops* I did NOT say that!!! Who is spreading such LIES!?
You could easily do this to basicly ANY afterlife. Reach ANY soul, assuming they are allowed to leave. If they AREN'T, you may have to telephone a bit. Send and receive letters. But it's do-able, if they haven't moved on or Reincarnated, should that be their belief.
Why DON'T most ghosts go around Bothering The Neighbors(tm)? Because it's WILDLY uncomfy. The Ecto gets all... Religious Energy, around those places. Faith-y. They get big "This place is not for you" vibes, like they are getting too close to some SUPER Mega Ultra Haunt.
Amd sometimes it's the OPPOSITE and the place feels? Blackhole-y? Magnetic? Like it's trying to pull them in. Call them to rest. They said "NO", stop asking! Ya know?
But they ARE there. Always have been. And you can totally just? Go say "hi". Sometimes, when people become ghosts, but did WANT too? The head directly for their other Zones. Because you don't HAVE to stay. If you were a priest or something, and got gooed so hard you became a ghost? You can just say "thanks but no thanks, I already promised to spend Forever somewhere else." and just? Head out.
Knock on the doors and say you got delayed a bit.
Course, normally? Ghosts are respectful of the area. Don't wanna piss off the Haunt Owner, ya know? They DO sometimes come out to smack troublesome problem makers. Is scary AF.
But?? Also? Have you MET an academic with Something To Prove(tm)? No Gods, No Masters. They fear NOTHING. They'll March right into to ANYONES Haunt and demand direct quotes. It's horrifying. Someone stop them. They're gonna DIE. AGAIN!!
Please! Stop agitating ACTUAL DEITY! No, we DONT care if randos in the living world are wrong! *offended academic gasp!* you're going to get SMOTE!!! Margaret, PLEASE! Stop kicking Valhalla's DOORWAY! They DONT HAVE TO ANSWER YOOOOOU!
You know what would be funny?
If the downfall of the GIW and other anti-Ecto acts and organizations? Came about because of some long dead scholars pathological need to Be Right.
How? Would this work, you may ask? Oh, easily!
WIKIPEDIA.
Somebody is WRONG about FACTS. And that can not stand! You see, they were told... well, more OVERHEARD then anything else (during their annual and ongoing debate about EVERYTHING) from that...? Techmus? Fellow? Whomever he was.
They HEARD, there has been a MARVELOUS advancement in the realm of the Living! A collective knowledge repository! Imagine the possibilities! They must see it at ONCE!
So they harrass Danny about it. Obviously.
He finally caves. And, to prevent them going Wrath Of The Old Academic or something, shows them JUST technical papers sites and Wikipedia etc. That should fix things, right? They should be HAPPY, now, RIGHT?
WRONG.
These so called "Facts" are INCORRECT! I was THERE! We did not do THAT! Slander! Outrage! I shall BURN THEIR HOUSE DOW-!
Ooooookay, hold up! OR? We could EDIT the page? See that button? Push that.
They blink. Push up their spectacles. Squint at the screens more closely. Ah. So there IS! Their mistake! How silly, quite embassies. Now then... *furiously begins typing*
And? You obviously can just? Make random edits. Even if you seem to be correct. ESPECIALLY with out any sources. And no one will accept "I was There" as a source. We are discussing Pompeii. And a spcertain historically significant volcanic incident. NO YOU WERE NOT.
Yet? No matter HOW had the moderators try? They for some reason can not BLOCK this deluge of edits. It's unending. And not even a united front. As they edit each other's edits.
AND on top of THAT? Random papers are showing up in official journals. Ones that were NOT put there by the journal's staff. About alchemy or frogs or rebuttals to people no one has even HEARD off.
Obviously, it's? Kind of a Big Thing in the scientific and academic community. Everyone is talking about it and confused. Every Hero with a scientific job. Oracle, with her job at a LIBRARY. Anyone connected to them they ask to look into this. It keeps spreading.
Especially when the hackers FAIL to stop it.
Imagine Danny's horror. Just... IMAGINE it. He goes to bed. The old fogies content to quietly argue and merrily type away, certain he's distracted them. Harmless he thinks. Contained, he believes.
They blow up the internet. Bring the JUSTICE LEAGUE to his city.
He has to explain himself to BATMAN.
He's gonna cry. Stop laughing Tucker, this is absolutely a threat. He is GOING to cry on you. (T^T )
@ailithnight @the-witchhunter @hdgnj @nerdpoe
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Well, I tried to start a revolution, but didn't print enough pamphlets so hardly anyone turned up.
Piss off, ghost!
I thought the world of you. I thought we were going to fight side-by-side forever, but at the end of the day you're you and I'm me and... oh, maybe there's still good in you but... let's be honest, our paths diverged a long time ago.
I have to get off this planet!
We know each other! They’re a friend from work!
“You cannot stop it. Why fight it?” “Because that’s what heroes do!”
I can't believe you're alive! I saw you die. I mourned you. I cried for you.
“I'm not as strong as you.” “No…you’re stronger.”
“It's not possible.” “Darling, you have no idea what's possible.”
You're becoming predictable. I trust you, you betray me, round and round in circles we go.
Life is about... It's about growth, it's about change, but you seem to just want to stay the same.
I choose to run towards my problems, and not away from them. Because's that what heroes do.
It hurts, doesn't it? Being lied to. Being told you're one thing and then learning it's all a fiction.
“You have made a grave mistake, (name).” “I make grave mistakes all the time. Everything seems to work out...”
You're officially pardoned... from life!
I thought it'd be nicer. I mean, not that it's not nice. It's just, it's on fire.
I guess I'll have to go it alone. Like I've always done.
I thought we were having a conversation?
This is the part where you run.
But in times of crisis the wise build bridges, while the foolish build barriers.
Just bury me in the ocean with my ancestors who jumped from ships, 'cause they knew death was better than bondage.
You're a good man with a good heart. And it's hard for a good man to be king.
“Just don't freeze when you see her.” “What are taking about? I never freeze.”
I never yielded! And as you can see, I am not dead!
What happens now determines what happens to the rest of the world.
Guns... So primitive!
Great! Another broken white boy for us to fix.
People die every day. That's just part of life around here.
I will not abandon someone to die, when I have the means to save their life.
You were wrong - all of you were wrong - to turn your backs on the rest of the world!
The world took everything away from me! Everything I ever loved! But I'ma make sure we're even.
Just because something works doesn't mean that it cannot be improved.
Every breath you take is mercy from me.
“Did you do it?” “Yes…” “What did it cost?” “…everything.”
I know what it's like to lose. To feel so desperately that you're right, yet to fail nonetheless. It's frightening, turns the legs to jelly. I ask you to what end? Dread it. Run from it. Destiny arrives all the same. And now it's here. Or should I say, I am.
“It’ll kill you.” “Only if I die.”
I assure you, (name), the sun will shine on us again.
All my life I dreamed of a day, a moment, when you got what you deserved. And I was always so disappointed. But now, you kill and torture and you call it mercy. The universe has judged you. You asked it for a prize and it told you no. You failed. And do you wanna know why? Because you love nothing. No one.
You should have gone for the head.
You... will never be... a god.
Let me just say, if aliens wind up implanting eggs in my chest or something and I eat one of you, I'm sorry.
Dude, you're embarrassing me in front of the wizards.
I like your plan. Except, it sucks. So let me do the plan and that way it might be really good.
Don't forget, I'm half human. So that 50% of me that's stupid that's 100% you.
“Seriously? You don't have any money?” “Attachment to the material is detachment from the spiritual.” “I'll tell the guys at the deli. Maybe they'll make you a metaphysical ham and rye.”
I'm sorry, earth is closed today. You better pack it up and get outta here.
What more could I lose?
It's alright. You could never hurt me. I just feel you.
That means get lost, Squidward!
I'm not looking for forgiveness, and I'm way past asking permission.
Death follows them like a shadow.
Perfectly balanced, as all things should be.
The hardest choices require the strongest will.
I told you to go right!
There was no other way.
All this, just for a drop of blood.
Up, (name), up! This is no place to die.
Everything I hate about myself comes from you.
We don't want to kill you, but we will.
“I understand, my child. Better than anyone.” “You could never.”
I'm beginning to think... we should have stayed in bed.
Oh, god…
No. This isn’t love.
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weekend vent dumps #3
alrighty doe, how is everyone? I hope you all have been doing well.
WELL GUESS WHAT? GUESS WHOS ON BREAK BITCHES. ME. AND GUESS WHO HAS MIDTERMS WHEN THEY GET BACK. ME.
High school is just the best. As a Junior in a private school, I don't know how I did it. I remember getting my acceptance letter like it was yesterday.
My parents picked me up from school and gave me a letter with fancy printing. I opened it and it revealed the best of both worlds. My name engraved in it with the ink and the words flowed with great elegancy.
As you can tell I ain't shit. In middle school, my parents said that if I didn't get into a private school, they would send me all the way to Connecticut to an ALL GIRLS SCHOOL. Which I thought was outrageous. But at the same time, I live in Massachusetts in the middle of nowhere so there isn't much of a difference.
Anyways, private school is Massachusetts sucks. Massachusetts is so big on its education, it's not even funny. Now everyone knows that Harvard and Yale are in Massachusetts and Connecticut. Which are the best colleges in all of America, so those 2 states make the children work 10x harder I feel like. We have to take tests on specific years to check our education mentality to see if we are the very top in America. Low key, MCAS (a state test in Massachusetts) made my mental health go down then it needed to be.
Now, I used to go to public school in middle and elementary. And I say, don't be ashamed that you go to a public school for high school. Colleges just wonder if you graduated or not (and of course if you can read). I wished I stayed in public school, but at the same time I'm grateful for private school (and I'm so glad I got a scholarship cuz that shit costs MONEY).
Also, my biggest flex is that I don't have to worry about MCAS now because I'm in private school and they don't do that shit. YUH
Nonetheless, ITS CHRISTMAS TIME! Which means Miss Mariah Carey is unfrozen and I will cry myself to sleep every time I go to the store with my mother. I don't want a lot for Christmas this year, I just want money. And knowing my grandparents, they'll give me like 200 dollars.
That doesn't matter, what matters is family and that I survived another crazy year. I can't wait to be a senior. So I can graduate and get the hell out of my parents and ship myself to college.
I should apply for colleges really soon, I'm thinking about doing community college or something. I just want a small degree in something where I can continue writing. Maybe I'll study English or something. You need a degree in something I believe.
Well, Imma end it here, I have a shift soon at my part-time job (yes I have a job at a cinema, all I do is scan tickets). So yeah, without a further ado my mutuals, drink water and be safe. And here's a quote by Whitney Houston because she has a movie coming out soon. (WAKANDA FOREVER WAS FIRE IDGAF WITH WHAT YOU PEOPLE SAY)
“I finally faced the fact that it isn`t a crime not having friends. Being alone means you have fewer problems.”
-Whitney Houston
So my take on this week was to never be ashamed of who you are.
#weekendventdumps#venting#whitney houston#high school#private school#massachusetts#connecticut#america#weekend
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my gf and i have started introducing tickling into our sex life and she told me she wants me to make her cum by tickling her with feathers and paintbrushes. she's a pretty shy and submissive lee and loves to be teased and gets flustered really easily. i want to make it a fun experience for her. any tips for tickling and teasing her well?
Oooh the brushy soft ticklegasm is such a delight ~<3 And with a flustery ticklee you've got quite the package my dear~ sooo my technique with an adorably sweet ticklee like this is to start with the snuggles. I would be cuddling up, letting my body and soft outfit graze their skin as I carefully and slowly strip away their clothes, tossing them aside one piece at a time. The lower royal spots are tempting to show love first, but it's soo fun and tickly to start with the nipples, exploring around in circles with the supple brush and mixing in the occasional kiss and lick (or suckle, if they're into it~<3). It's like a little overture, a preview of the tickles and teases to come and cum. Being up at the chest also allows you to lay down a lovely layer of verbal coos and compliments. I never let up with my little admirations and exclamations, making sure they know how cute I find every reaction and twitch, how adorable all those sounds are, and that they need to be tickled and teased. A flustery lee will probably try to explain away their ticklishness or deny their cuteness, and that's always the perfect time to really taunt~ saying I'm just gonna have to tickle and tickle until you admit it ~<3
But it's so hard to stay in upper deck foreplay forever when there's sweet elegant buttons to push below. The journey downward is an important one, it sets the tone of what's to come. I love doing the kisses on each nipple, taking them between my lips and brushing and sucking softly to get their motor really revved before I begin kissing downward, making a trail in the center to their navel as my fingers ever so lightly spider from the underarms following closely to my head. My kisses lead the way, muah muah all the way down with loving prints and pauses to brush against their sensitive skin~ while my fingers are a step behind lightly stroking the ribs and teasing their sides with brisk rubbings. My tongue dips into the bellybutton while we pause for silly tickles, and then it's onward and downward. This is a wonderful setup to arrive between their legs with a loving triangle of kisses around their button while my fingers part their thighs and start stroking playfully. They'll think the kisses are going to continue and some wonderful pleasures are coming, but this is where the tickles ramp up instead ~ it's such a mean lil tease but very much softened with some sass and uh-uh gotta tickle this button first ~<3
Picking the correct tool to start with is super important, because you have to keep that momentum rolling. And the right tool really depends on the ticklee. If they're super squirmy at this point and not tied down, the feather may not be the best option because you really need to be slow and deliberate and let them feel that impossibly soft tip tickling the button. If you can get a good grip or they'll listen to a ~stay~ command, start with the feather. The long drag on the side of the clit, taking the full length of the feather's edge is suuuuch an electric move and will step the tickles up quickly if done correctly. I love to alternate the long stroke with positioning my fingers to hold around the button while the tip of the feather gently dips and bobs down to dance on the surface ~ this is particularly useful if they have a good swell going on ~<3 If you opt to start with the brush, it's just as lovely. A good makeup brush can coat that adorable button easily, no matter how much they writhe and struggle ~ and I love how the makeup brush is like the girliest tickle tool, you can really use that in your verbal taunts to fluster your lee more, remarking how the blushy blushy brushy brush is making their clitty so blushy ~hmm is it the brush or maybe they're blushing on their cute buttony button~ A fine tip brush is just as useful for those precision tickles with twirls and strokes ~ if you really know you're ticklee's button map, this one can be sooo deadly and it pairs nicely with the disengenous tickle tease, y'know saying I don't know why you're so squirmy it's just a tiny little paintbrush I mean can you even feel this? That can't possible tickle, nope it doesn't tickle at all huh? You're really showing me how bad I am, acting like you're laughing and moaning so much. You're so sweet to do that~<3
At this point you can work two tools ~ it's a delight to get that rhythm going where you have a feather tracing their lips up and down and a brush dancing on the swollen clitty. Keep your smiles and knowing smirks up, this is sooo helpful in keeping a ticklee teetering, seeing your facial expression flipping between concentrating on their buttons with a smirk and a warm delighted smile when you make eye contact. And of course, call it a clitty. Talk about their girlihood. Coo over those royal areas and their elegance. If your ticklee isn't soo blushy and twisting at your words you need to step up your verbal game~ it's like having an intangible tickle tool at your disposal which they cannot get away from or block~<3 And from there it's really a rinse and repeat ~ alternate the tools, keep that button always covered in tickly attention, reach up and get the navel and nipples occasionally or shock with a graspy tickle on a hot spot. But most of all, don't give in to a heavier pleasure ~ my final tip is to find the hottest spots and touches for them and then immediately move on to another spot acting like you didn't notice that super giggle moany reaction. And then go back to it and refuse to move from that hot spot until they're a giggling melted mess. The brushy feathery ticklegasm can be a lengthy journey but it's sooo wonderful and lovely and afterwords you'll have the best cuddles ever ~ well, after you make sure to layer some extra teasy kissy tickles on those thighs in the post-ticklegasm period<3
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favorite romance tropes? 👀👀
did i make the post hoping someone would ask me this? maybe dbhbbdh thank you cloey my love for giving me an excuse to just ramble about love, i have so much to say. ps take a shot everytime i bring up the concept of choice. (don't you'll die of alcohol poisoning)
strangers-to-lovers
i don't think people give this trope the love it deserves, for me it's all about the choice, choosing to get to know someone, purposefully loving someone even tho there's nothing there's tying you together, no shared history, no sense nostalgia. it's falling in love intentionally AHHH
love as a vehicle for character development
this is my shit!! two people improving each other!! not changing per say, but allowing each other to blossom. the idea of being in love with someone and wanting to be better, because they're so good and wonderful and they make you want to be good and wonderful too!!! being loved so unabashedly and having your hope in life reignited because if such a kind soul exist then the world must have some kindness??? C'MON
healing
sort of related to the last point, i hope my explanation isn't too vague. the type of love mentioned in begin again, daylight, new year's day. meeting someone new, and you like them, and you yearn for them, but being afraid, anxious because you've been hurt, but maybe this time would be different, and it is. makes me go INSANE. finding someone who will stay, who sees your flaws, and choose to love you, not in-spite of them, not because of them, but because they're part of who you are!!! the type of love that balms the soul, the type of love that's constant and warm, and Just!!
single parent au
kids??? do i need to say more?? i love them!!! i think single parent aus tends to fit into the above tropes so yeah.
re-falling in love
i love established relationships, i love when lovers grow old together and they just keep falling in love more each day. this could v much be a miss, but if it's done right, i think it's so rewarding?? i adore when it's rooted in communication and a foundation of trust and respect. especially with how society treats growing older as this things to be feared, the idea that you lived a a lifetime with a person, and you actively choose to not just still love them, but so much more?? acknowledging that they changed, that you changed, and FALLING IN LOVE WITH THIS VERSION OF THEM. TOO!!
bakery / flower shop / tattoo artist au
immaculate vibes?? i just like AUs tbh.
fluffy shit
baking together, existing in the same space, doing random gestures, cuddling, fucking, going on a date. a glimpse, a lil something that tells you so much about how much they actively love each other, how much they know each other, once again, it's choosing to love someone, over again and again!!!!
summer fling
i only love this one if it has a sad/bittersweet ending, i die for the short-term love, one that's not infinite. the knowledge that your time with someone is limited, and choosing to adore them!! we put so much pressure as a society on love being this forever thing, that the only love that matters is the one that lasts, that love is only worth it if its permanent. AND I HATE THAT. love may be a moment in time, a stranger that took your breath away by their beauty, an artist you don't know but what they created managed to touch your soul. in ly opinion love isn't meant to lasts and there's something so beautiful about that. knowing that that this relationship is doomed from the beginning and still choosing to love someone with all your heart because getting to love them by itself is a wonderful thing?? they will leave, and they'll probably take a bit of you with them too, and in your heart they left their prints and this part of you will always love them even tho they're no longer their?? hits different.
hurt no comfort - hurt/comfort (depends on the mood)
i like pain, i like to be hurt, i like to cry, i may as well have masochism kink. in middle school i used to have elaborated fantasies of one of my parents dying because i was touch starved, and i wanted someone to comfort me and tell me it'll turn out okay, we're not gonna talk about that, you get the vibe tho.
dumbasses being in love
i'm a sap, i love chessy gestures, i adore silly pick up lines, I LOVE SERNADES, doing the stupidest shit because you love someone and it make them smile, i also believe in the inherent romance of dancing, you know that thing when one of the character ask the other to dance and there's no music, so they say cliché shit like "let's dance to the beat of our hearts"??? and they just dance together with no rhythm but they're in love so who cares??? KILLS ME IN THE BEST WAY
symbolism or love as an act
i believe that love is something that is offered. and while gift giving isn't my primary love language, stuff like they give each other flowers and they look up the meanings of the flowers, candles and how their scent have some significance, a piece of desserts that they know the other love so they bake it?? love is stored in actions. (i say far too confidently for someone who's number one love language is words of affirmations and hates acts of service)
forbidden romance (bonus points if it's historical au)
...i like angst?? like they want to be together but they can't.
infidelity
this one v much depends on the context, there's two main conditions, firstly a bittersweet ending and secondly i don't want the cheating to just be conflict for the main ship. i want guilt, i want knowing you're hurting the people you love but not being able to stop this thing, i want the doubt, the fear of why would someone who loves you cheat on you, you know on a fundamental level it's not you, but you can't help feeling as if you aren't enough, i want the yearning, my favorite perspective to read from, "the homewrecker", the knowledge that you're a mistake, and that's all you'll ever be?? but still accepting that!! because what's the alternative. i think it says so much about the human nature, how we long for love, and we're willing to accept the bare minimum, it's fucked up for sure, but it itches my brain in the best way.
toxic dynamics
same as before, i need the awareness that they're mutually toxic to each other, i don't want abusiveness. i want two people who's love is destructive, they ruin in each other, there's bitterness, passion, love as this primal need. it's raw and unrefined, it's sharp edges, and the rush of adrenaline, a roller-coaster of emotion that you can't escape. an addiction. you know it's tearing you apart but you can't leave. or if you want to make it more heartbreaking, think of the quote "we accept the love we think deserve". and knowing something is hurting you but it's the only love you ever known and on some level you think you deserve it. *chef's kiss*
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"Women like a man with a big back porch!
My name's Raymond but everybody calls me Ray~
Ma Belle Evangeline
Don't make me light my butt!" (Ray Princess And The Frog.)
To paint you guys a picture, I was nine years old when this movie hit theaters. I was sitting next to my mom and I instantly saw her fall in love with one little firefly. He became her favorite Disney side character that she would fight absolutely anybody for. Sitting next to my mom and having that experience with her definitely rubbed off on me. I can say without any guilt whatsoever that Ray is my favorite Disney side character. At least one of the top three. The others being Mushu and one other that I'm keeping my little secret for now until the 11th of August.
While Princess And The Frog barely made it's budget back in theaters, so many people that I've met have a soft spot for it. I knew the moment that I saw Ray that he would change my life forever. And what do you know I was totally right. Out of all three of my favorite Disney side characters I relate to Ray the most. His loyalty, his empathy, his willingness to help anybody in his life, his over the top nature, and his singing in random situations (thanks for passing that gene down to me mom).
Ray's loyalty is something that instantly sticks out to me when I think about his character. He firmly believes in everyone in his life and that they'll achieve their dreams. All that they need is a little nudge in the right direction. He firmly believed in his friends even when Tiana thought that Naveen had lied to her he knew in his big ol heart that something just wasn't right. He literally died so that he could protect his friends and to help them to live out their dreams. Not many Disney side characters have died for their cause. When he died my mom was bawling her eyes out. My mom who has never cried in a Disney movie other than Inside Out wept in the public movie theater. She isn't a huge major Disney fan but she just loved Ray so much that he tugged at her heart. Ray's loyalty to help anyone out in a jam is definitely the kind of thing that I do for my friends on a regular basis.
I've always been a naturally empathetic person. Any problems that my friends have I tackle like they are my own. Hardly any Disney side characters do that, unless your Ray. Ray who paused the mission to get them to Mama Odi's because Louis couldn't go on further due to having thorns from the bushes on him. Ray who easily helped out Tiana and Naveen like it was nothing before even knowing their names or their story or even being introduced. He just *helps* because that's who he is as a person.
Out of all his other qualities I'd say that Ray's willingness to help others achieve their dreams is one of his strongest characteristics. He'd fight so that Louis could finally play with the big boys, he fought so that Tiana and Naveen could have their happily ever after together as it should be. His determination to never give up even in his final moments struck something inside of me. It's almost like his stubbornness and love for Evangeline were the only things that kept him going. His determination to fight so that others can live is really the core center of his character.
I think that one of the things that I relate to the most is Ray's over the top nature. His lying especially when he's caught up in his secret. I am the worlds worst liar. Especially about big monumental things that I'm just really excited about. I find myself in this situations especially around people's birthdays or Christmas when I just found that one *perfect* gift for somebody. This also ties in to his singing in random situations. Little known fact, the song that Ray sings when he's untying Tiana and Naveen's tongues during their first meeting is an actual song. It's called Cajun Love Song and it's by Leon Russel. The directors told Jim Cummings to just pick a song during his audition and that's the one that he picked.
Speaking of Jim Cummings! This is one of the few Disney movies where an actual professional voice actor instead of some major Hollywood megastar took the role. If you don't know Cummings's career than you certainly know his two most popular characters Winnie The Pooh and Tigger too. Both of these roles are ones that he's worked hard to keep over the years and he is Tigger to me. Nobody else, other than the legendary Paul Winchell, will ever be Tigger to me. There are countless other characters that he's voiced that have become huge parts of my life. I love his Don Carnage in Tail Spin, his Darkwing Duck, his Tazmaian Devil, and so many other roles that he's taken up over the years. Talking to the man behind the voice and having bought two of his prints, one for my mom that's of course Ray, and one for me that's Tigger I've discovered that the man's kindness definitely exceeds all bounds.
To me the core of Ray is his heart. It's his heart that kept him fighting after he lost the love of his life Evangeline, it's his heart that eventually lost him his life because he decided that he'd rather give his life up fighting for his friends than any other way. He knew that it was the only way that they'd win. Ray had the heart that was at least twenty times his small size. For those of you that know me well enough, you know that I have a Princess And The Frog OC that I named Rhiannon or Rae after Ray. This movie is just everything to me. It's the last truly perfect Disney movie in my opinion. I might love Moana and Zootopia since that one came out but neither of them can compare to PATF.
#princess and the frog#ray the firefly#favorite characters#comfort characters#day 17: Princess And The Frog
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Charming: Once upon a time in a kingdom far, far away, the king and queen were blessed with a beautiful baby girl. And throughout the land, everyone was happy... until the sun went down and they saw that their daughter was cursed with a frightful enchantment that took hold each and every night. Desperate, they sought the help of a fairy godmother who had them lock the young princess away in a tower, there to await the kiss... of the handsome Prince Charming. It was he who would chance the perilous journey through blistering cold and scorching desert traveling for many days and nights, risking life and limb to reach the Dragon's keep. For he was the bravest, and most handsome... in all the land. And it was destiny that his kiss would break the dreaded curse. He alone would climb to the highest room of the tallest tower to enter the princess's chambers, cross the room to her sleeping silhouette, pull back the gossamer curtains to find her-- [gasps] Big Bad Wolf: What? Charming: Princess... Fiona? Big Bad Wolf: No! Charming: Oh, thank heavens. Where is she? Big Bad Wolf: She's on her honeymoon. Charming: Honeymoon? With whom? So she said what's the problem, baby? What's the problem? I don't know Well, maybe I'm in love Think about it every time I think 'bout it Can't stop thinking 'bout it How much longer will it take to cure this? Just to cure it, 'cause I can't ignore it If it's love, love Makes me wanna turn around and face me But I don't know nothing 'bout love Oh, come on, come on - Turn a little faster Come on, come on The world will follow after Come on, come on Everybody's after love So I said I'm a snowball running Running down into this spring that's coming all this love Melting under blue skies belting out sunlight Shimmering love Well, baby, I surrender To the strawberry ice cream Never ever end of all this love Well, I didn't mean to do it But there's no escaping your love These lines of lightning mean we're never alone Never alone, no, no Come on, come on Jump a little higher Come on, come on If you feel a little lighter Come on, come on We were once upon a time in love Hyah! We're accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love I'm in love, I'm in love Accidentally in love I'm in love I'm in love It's so good to be home. Just you and me and... - Two can be as bad as one... - Donkey? Shrek! Fiona! Aren't you two a sight for sore eyes! Give us a hug, Shrek, you old love machine. And look at you, Mrs. Shrek. How 'bout a side of sugar for the steed? Donkey, what are you doing here? Taking care of your love nest for you. Oh, you mean like... sorting the mail and watering the plants? - Yeah, and feeding the fish! - I don't have any fish. You do now. I call that one Shrek and the other Fiona. That Shrek is a rascally devil. Get your... Look at the time. I guess you'd better be going. Don't you want to tell me about your trip? Or how about a game of Parcheesi? Actually, Donkey? Shouldn't you be getting home to Dragon? Oh, yeah, that. I don't know. She's been all moody and stuff lately. I thought I'd move in with you. You know we're always happy to see you, Donkey. But Fiona and I are married now. We need a little time, you know, to be together. Just with each other. Alone. Say no more. You don't have to worry about a thing. I will always be here to make sure nobody bothers you. - Donkey. - Yes, roomie? You're bothering me. Oh, OK. All right, cool. I guess... Me and Pinocchio was going to catch a tournament, anyway, so... Maybe I'll see y'all Sunday for a barbecue or something. He'll be fine. Now, where were we? Oh. I think I remember. - Donkey! I know, I know! Alone! I'm going! I'm going. What do you want me to tell these other guys? Enough, Reggie. "Dearest Princess Fiona. You are hereby summoned to the Kingdom of Far, Far Away for a royal ball in celebration of your marriage at which time the King will bestow his royal blessing... upon you and
your...uh... Prince Charming. Love, the King and Queen of Far, Far Away. aka Mom and Dad." Mom and Dad? - Prince Charming? - Royal ball?! Can I come? - We're not going. - What?! I mean, don't you think they might be a bit... shocked to see you like this? Well, they might be a bit surprised. But they're my parents, Shrek. They love me. And don't worry. They'll love you, too. Yeah, right. Somehow I don't think I'll be welcome at the country club. Stop it. They're not like that. How do you explain Sergeant Pompous and the Fancy Pants Club Band? Oh, come on! You could at least give them a chance. To do what? Sharpen their pitchforks? No! They just want to give you their blessing. Oh, great. Now I need their blessing? If you want to be a part of this family, yes! Who says I want to be part of this family? You did! When you married me! Well, there's some fine print for you! So that's it? You won't come? Trust me. It's a bad idea. We are not going! And that's final! Come on! We don't want to hit traffic! Don't worry! We'll take care of everything. - Hey, wait for me. Oof! Hit it! Move 'em on! Head 'em up! Head 'em up, move 'em on! Head 'em up! Rawhide! Move 'em on! Head 'em up! Move 'em on! Move 'em on! Head 'em up! Rawhide! Ride 'em up! Move 'em on! Head 'em up! Move 'em on! Rawhide! Knock 'em out! Pound 'em dead! Make 'em tea! Buy 'em drinks! Meet their mamas! Milk 'em hard! Rawhide! Yee-haw! - Are we there yet? - No. - Are we there yet? - Not yet. - OK, are we there yet? - No. - Are we there yet? - No! - Are we there yet? - No! - Are we there yet? - No! - Are we there yet?! - We are not! - Are we there yet?! - Yes! - Really?! - No!! - Are we there yet? - That's not funny. That's really immature. - This is why nobody likes ogres. - Your loss! - I'm gonna just stop talking. - Finally! This is taking forever, Shrek. There's no in-flight movie or nothing! The Kingdom of Far, Far Away, Donkey. That's where we're going. Far, far... away! All right, all right, I get it. I'm just so darn bored. Well, find a way to entertain yourself. For five minutes... Could you not be yourself... for five minutes?! Are we there yet?! - Yes! - Oh, finally! Wow! It's going to be champagne wishes and caviar dreams from now on. Hey, good-looking! We'll be back to pick you up later! Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me We are definitely not in the swamp anymore. Halt! Well, I talk about it, talk about it, talk about it, talk about it Hey, everyone, look. Talk about, talk about movin'... Hey, ladies! Nice day for a parade, huh? You working that hat. Swimming pools! Movie stars! Announcing the long-awaited return of the beautiful Princess Fiona and her new husband. Well, this is it. - This is it. - This is it. This is it. Uh... why don't you guys go ahead? I'll park the car. So... you still think this was a good idea? Of course! Look. Mom and Dad look happy to see us. - Who on earth are they? - I think that's our little girl. That's not little! That's a really big problem. Wasn't she supposed to kiss Prince Charming and break the spell? Well, he's no Prince Charming, but they do look... Happy now? We came. We saw them. Now let's go before they light the torches. - They're my parents. - Hello? They locked you in a tower. That was for my own... Good! Here's our chance. Let's go back inside and pretend we're not home. Harold, we have to be... Quick! While they're not looking we can make a run for it. Shrek, stop it! Everything's gonna be... A disaster! There is no way... - You can do this. - I really... - Really... - don't... want... to... be... Here! Mom... Dad... I'd like you to meet my husband... Shrek. Well, um... It's easy to see where Fiona gets her good looks from. - Excuse me. Better out than in, I always say, eh, Fiona? That's good. I guess not. What do you mean, not on the list? Don't tell me you don't know who I am. What do you mean, not on the list? Don't tell me you don't know who I am. What's happening, everybody? Thanks for waiting. - I had the hardest time finding this place. - No! No! Bad donkey! Bad! Down! No, Dad! It's all
right. It's all right. He's with us. - He helped rescue me from the dragon. - That's me: the noble steed. Waiter! How 'bout a bowl for the steed? Oh, boy. - Um, Shrek? - Yeah? Oh, sorry! Great soup, Mrs Q. Mmm! No, no. Darling. Oh! So, Fiona, tell us about where you live. Well... Shrek owns his own land. - Don't you, honey? - Oh, yes! It's in an enchanted forest abundant in squirrels and cute little duckies and... What?! I know you ain't talking about the swamp. An ogre from a swamp. Oh! How original. I suppose that would be a fine place to raise the children. It's a bit early to be thinking about that, isn't it? - indeed. I just started eating. - Harold! - What's that supposed to mean? - Dad. It's great. OK? - For his type. Yes. - My type?! I got to go to the bathroom. - Dinner is served! - Never mind. I can hold it. Bon appetite! Oh, Mexican food! My favorite. Let's not sit here with our tummies rumbling. Everybody, dig in. Don't mind if I do, Lillian. I suppose any grandchildren I could expect from you would be... Ogres. Yes! Not that there's anything wrong with that. Right, Harold? Oh, no! No! Of course, not! That is, assuming you don't eat your own young! Dad! No, we usually prefer the ones who've been locked away in a tower! - Shrek, please! - I only did that because I love her. Aye, day care or dragon-guarded castle. You wouldn't understand. You're not her father. It's so nice to have the family together for dinner. - Harold! - Shrek! - Fiona! - Fiona! - Mom! - Harold... Donkey! Your fallen tears have called to me So, here comes my sweet remedy I know what every princess needs For her to live life happily... Oh, my dear. Oh, look at you. You're all grown up. - Who are you? - Oh, sweet pea! I'm your fairy godmother. - I have a fairy godmother? - Shush, shush. Now, don't worry. I'm here to make it all better. With just a... Wave of my magic wand Your troubles will soon be gone With a flick of the wrist and just a flash You'll land a prince with a ton of cash A high-priced dress made by mice no less Some crystal glass pumps And no more stress Your worries will vanish, your soul will cleanse Confide in your very own furniture friends We'll help you set a new fashion trend - I'll make you fancy, I'll make you great - The kind of girl a prince would date! They'll write your name on the bathroom wall... For a happy ever after, give Fiona a call! A sporty carriage to ride in style, Sexy man boy chauffeur, Kyle Banish your blemishes, tooth decay, Cellulite thighs will fade away And oh, what the hey! Have a bichon fris!' Nip and tuck, here and there to land that prince with the perfect hair Lipstick liners, shadows blush To get that prince with the sexy tush Lucky day, hunk buffet You and your prince take a roll in the hay You can spoon on the moon With the prince to the tune Don't be drab, you'll be fab Your prince will have rock-hard abs Cheese souffle, Valentine's Day Have some chicken fricassee! Nip and tuck, here and there To land that prince with the perfect hair Stop! Look... Thank you very much, Fairy Godmother, but I really don't need all this. - Fine. Be that way. - We didn't like you, anyway. - Fiona? Fiona? Oh! You got a puppy? All I got in my room was shampoo. Oh, uh... Fairy Godmother, furniture... I'd like you to meet my husband, Shrek. Your husband?! What? What did you say? When did this happen? Shrek is the one who rescued me. - But that can't be right. - Oh, great. More relatives! She's just trying to help. Good! She can help us pack. Get your coat, dear. We're leaving. - What?! - I don't want to leave. When did you decide this? - Shortly after arriving. - Look, I'm sorry... No. That's all right. I need to go, anyway. But remember, dear. If you should ever need me... happiness... is just a teardrop away. Thanks, but we've got all the happiness we need. Happy, happy, happy... So I see. Let's go, Kyle. - Very nice, Shrek. - What? I told you coming here was a bad idea. You could've at least tried to get along with my father. I don't think I was going to get Daddy's blessing, even if I did want it. Do you
think it might be nice if somebody asked me what I wanted? Sure. Do you want me to pack for you? You're unbelievable! You're behaving like a... - Go on! Say it! - Like an ogre! Here's a news flash for you! Whether your parents like it or not... I am an ogre! And guess what, Princess? That's not about to change. I've made changes for you, Shrek. Think about that. That's real smooth, Shrek. I'm an ogre! I knew this would happen. You should. You started it. I can hardly believe that, Lillian. He's the ogre. Not me. I think, Harold, you're taking this a little too personally. This is Fiona's choice. But she was supposed to choose the prince we picked for her. I mean, you expect me to give my blessings to this... thing? Fiona does. And she'll never forgive you if you don't. I don't want to lose our daughter again, Harold. Oh, you act as if love is totally predictable. Don't you remember when we were young? We used to walk down by the lily pond and... - they were in bloom... - Our first kiss. It's not the same! I don't think you realize that our daughter has married a monster! Oh, stop being such a drama king. Fine! Pretend there's nothing wrong! La, di, da, di, da! Isn't it all wonderful! I'd like to know how it could get any worse! - Hello, Harold. - What happened? - Nothing, dear! Just the old crusade wound playing up a bit! I'll just stretch it out here for a while. You better get in. We need to talk. Actually, Fairy Godmother, off to bed. Already taken my pills, and they tend to make me a bit drowsy. So, how about... we make this a quick visit. What? Oh, hello. Ha-ha-ha! So, what's new? You remember my son, Prince Charming?! ls that you? My gosh! It's been years. When did you get back? Oh, about five minutes ago, actually. After I endured blistering winds, scorching desert... I climbed to the highest room in the tallest tower... Mommy can handle this. He endures blistering winds and scorching desert! He climbs to the highest bloody room of the tallest bloody tower... And what does he find? Some gender-confused wolf telling him that his princess... is already married. It wasn't my fault. He didn't get there in time. Stop the car! Harold. You force me to do something. I really don't want to do. Where are we? Hi. Welcome to Friar's Fat Boy! May I take your order? My diet is ruined! I hope you're happy. Uh... Okay. Two Renaissance Wraps, no mayo... chili rings... - I'll have the Medieval Meal. - One Medieval Meal, and, Harold... - Curly fries? - No, thank you. - Sourdough soft taco, then? - No, really, I'm fine. Your order, Fairy Godmother. This comes with the Medieval Meal. There you are, dear. We made a deal, Harold. And I assume you don't want me to go back on my part. Indeed not. So, Fiona and Charming will be together. - Yes. - Believe me, Harold. It's what's best. Not only for your daughter... But for your Kingdom. What am I supposed to do about it? Use your imagination. Oh... Come on in, Your Majesty. I like my town With a little drop of poison Nobody knows... Excuse me. Do I know you? No, you must be mistaking me for someone else. Uh... excuse me. I'm looking for the Ugly Stepsister. Ah! There you are. Right. You see, I need to have someone taken care of. - Who's the guy? - Well, he's not a guy, per se. Um... He's an ogre. Hey, buddy, let me clue you in. There's only one fellow who can handle a job like that, and, frankly... he don't like to be disturbed. he don't like to be disturbed. Where could I find him? Hello? Who dares enter my room? Sorry! I hope I'm not interrupting, but I'm told you're the one to talk to about an ogre problem? You are told correct. But for this, I charge a great deal of money. Would... this be enough? You have engaged my valuable services, Your Majesty. Just tell me where I can find this ogre. Everyone says I'm getting down too low Everyone says you've just gotta let it go You just gotta let it go I need some sleep Time to put the old horse down I'm in too deep And the wheels keep spinning round Everyone says you've just gotta let it go Everyone says you've just gotta let it go Dear
Knight, I pray that you take this favor as a token of my gratitude. Dear Diary... Sleeping Beauty is having a slumber party tomorrow, but Dad says I can't go. He never lets me out after sunset. Dad says I'm going away for a while. Must be like some finishing school. Mom says that when I'm old enough, my Prince Charming will rescue me from my tower and bring me back to my family, and we'll all live happily ever after. Mrs. Fiona Charming. Mrs. Fiona Charming. Mrs. Fiona Charming. Mrs. Fiona Charming. Sorry. I hope I'm not interrupting anything. No. No. I was just reading a, uh... a scary book. I was hoping you'd let me apologize for my despicable behavior earlier. - Okay... - I don't know what came over me. Do you suppose we could pretend it never happened and start over... - Look, Your Majesty, I just... - Please. Call me. Dad. Dad. We both acted like ogres. Maybe we just need some time to get to know each other? Excellent idea! I was actually hoping you might join me for a morning hunt. A little father-son time? I know it would mean the world to Fiona. Shall we say, Face it, Donkey! We're lost. We can't be lost. We followed the King's instructions exactly. Head to the darkest part of the woods...Past the sinister trees with scary-looking branches.- The bush shaped like Shirley Bassey! - We passed that three times already! You were the one who said not to stop for directions. Oh, great. My one chance to fix things up with Fiona's dad and I end up lost in the woods with you! Don't get huffy! I'm only trying to help. I know! I know. - I'm sorry, all right? - Hey, don't worry about it. I just really need to make things work with this guy. Yeah, sure. Now let's go bond with Daddy. Well, well, well, Donkey. I know it was kind of a tender moment back there, but the purring? What? I ain't purring. Sure. What's next? A hug? Hey, Shrek. Donkeys don't purr. What do you think I am, some kind of a... Ha-ha! Fear me, if you dare! Look! A little cat. - Look out, Shrek! He got a piece! - It's a cat, Donkey. Come here, little kitty, kitty. Come on, little kitty. Come here. Oh! Come here, little kitty. - Whoa! - Hold on, Shrek! I'm coming! - Come on! Get it off! Get it off! Oh, God. Oh... No! - Look out, Shrek! Hold still! - Get it off! Shrek! Hold still! - Did I miss? - No. You got them. Now, ye ogre, pray for mercy from... Puss... In Boots! I'll kill that cat! Ah-ha-ha! Hairball. - Oh! That is nasty! What should we do with him? Take the sword and neuter him. Give him the Bob Barker treatment. Oh, no! Por favor! Please! I implore you! It was nothing personal, Senor. I was doing it only for my family. My mother, she is sick. And my father lives off the garbage! The King offered me much in gold and I have a litter of brothers... Whoa, whoa, whoa! Fiona's father paid you to do this? The rich King? Si. Well, so much for Dad's royal blessing. Don't feel bad. Almost everybody that meets you wants to kill you. Gee, thanks. Maybe Fiona would've been better off if I were some sort of Prince Charming. That's what the King said. Oh, uh... sorry. I thought that question was directed at me. Shrek, Fiona knows you'd do anything for her. Well, it's not like I wouldn't change if I could. I just... I just wish I could make her happy. Hold the phone... Happiness.A tear drop away.Donkey! Think of the saddest thing that's ever happened to you! Man, where do I begin? First there was the time that old farmer tried to sell me for some magic beans. Then this fool had a party and he have the guests trying to pin the tail on me. Then they got drunk and start beating me with a stick, going Pinata!! What is a pinata, anyway?! No, Donkey! I need you to cry! Don't go projecting on me. I know you're feeling bad, but you got to... Aaaahhh! You little, hairy, litter-licking sack of... What? Is it on? Is it on? This is Fairy Godmother. I'm either away from my desk or with a client. But if you come by the office, we'll be glad to make you an appointment. Have a happy ever after. Oh... Are you up for a little quest, Donkey? That's more like it! Shrek and Donkey, on
another whirlwind adventure! Ain't no stoppin' us now! Whoo! We're on the move! - Stop, Ogre! I have misjudged you. - Join the club. We've got jackets. On my honor, I am obliged to accompany you until I have saved your life as you have spared me mine. The position of annoying talking animal has already been taken. Let's go, Shrek. Shrek? - Shrek! - Aw, come on, Donkey. Look at him... In his wee little boots. You know, how many cats can wear boots? Honestly. - Let's keep him! - Say what?! Ahh! Listen. He's purring! - Oh, so now it's cute. - Come on, Donkey. Lighten up. Lighten up?! I should lighten up? Look who's telling who to lighten up! Lighten up?! I should lighten up? Look who's telling who to lighten up! Shrek! Shrek? They're both festive, aren't they? What do you think, Harold? Um... Yes, yes. Fine. Fine. Try to at least pretend you're interested in your daughter's wedding ball. Honestly, Lillian, I don't think it matters. How do we know there will even be a ball? Mom. Dad. - Oh, hello, dear. - What's that, Cedric? Right! Coming. Mom, have you seen Shrek? I haven't. You should ask your father. Be sure and use small words, dear. He's a little slow this morning. - Can I help you, Your Majesty? - Ah, yes! Um... Mmm! Exquisite. What do you call this dish? That would be the dog's breakfast, Your Majesty. Ah, yes. Very good, then. Carry on, Cedric. - Dad? Dad, have you seen Shrek? - No, I haven't, dear. I'm sure he just went off to look for a nice... mud hole to cool down in. You know, after your little spat last night. Oh. You heard that, huh? The whole kingdom heard you. I mean, after all, it is in his nature to be... well, a bit of a brute. Him? You know, you didn't exactly roll out the Welcome Wagon. Well, what did you expect? Look at what he's done to you. Shrek loves me for who I am. I would think you'd be happy for me. Darling, I'm just thinking about what's best for you. Maybe you should do the same. No, really? Shh... Oh... Oh, no. That's the old Keebler's place. Let's back away slowly. That's the Fairy Godmother's cottage. She's the largest producer of hexes and potions in the whole kingdom. Then why don't we pop in there for a spell? Ha-ha! Spell! He makes me laugh. Hi. I'm here to see the... The Fairy Godmother. I'm sorry. She is not in. Jerome! Coffee and a Monte Cristo. Now! Yes, Fairy Godmother. Right away. Look, she's not seeing any clients today. OK? That's OK, buddy. We're from the union. The union? We represent the workers in all magical industries, both evil and benign. Oh! Oh, right. Are you feeling at all degraded or oppressed? Uh... a little. We don't even have dental. They don't even have dental. Okay, we'll just have a look around. Oh. By the way. I think it'd be better if the Fairy Godmother didn't know we were here. - Know what I'm saying? Huh? - Huh? Huh? Huh? - Stop it. - Of course. Go right in. A drop of desire. Naughty! A pinch of passion. And just a hint of... lust... Excuse me. Sorry to barge in like this... What in Grimm's name are you doing here? Well, it seems that Fiona's not exactly happy. Oh-ho-ho! And there's some question as to why that is? Well, let's explore that, shall we? Ah. P, P, P... Princess. Cinderella. Here we are. Lived happily ever after.Oh... No ogres! Let's see. Snow White. A handsome prince. Oh, no ogres. Sleeping Beauty. Oh, no ogres! Hansel and Gretel? No! Thumbelina? No. The Golden Bird, the Little Mermaid, Pretty Woman... No, no, no, no, no! You see, ogres don't live happily ever after. All right, look, lady! Don't you point... those dirty green sausages at me! Your Monte Cristo and coffee. Oh! Sorry. Ah... that's okay. We were just leaving. Very sorry to have wasted your time, Miss Godmother. Just... go. Come on, guys. TGlF, eh, buddy? Working hard or hardly working, eh, Mac? Get your fine Corinthian footwear and your cat cheeks out of my face! Man, that stinks! You don't exactly smell like a basket of roses. - Well, one of these has got to help. - I was just concocting this very plan! Already our minds are becoming one. Whoa, whoa. If we need an expert on
licking ourselves, we'll give you a call. Shrek, this is a bad idea. Look. Make yourself useful and go keep watch. Puss, do you think you could get to those on top? No problema, boss. In one of my nine lives, I was the great cat burglar of Santiago de Compostela. Ha-ha-ha-ha! Shrek, are you off your nut? Donkey, keep watch. Keep watch? Yeah, I'll keep watch. I'll watch that wicked witch come and whammy a world of hurt up your backside. I'll laugh, too. I'll be giggling to myself. - What do you see? - Toad Stool Softener? I'm sure a nice BM is the perfect solution for marital problems. - Elfa Seltzer? - Uh-uh. - Hex Lax? - No! Try handsome.Sorry. No handsome. Hey! How about Happily Ever After? Well, what does it do? It says Beauty Divine. In some cultures, donkeys are revered as the wisest of creatures. Especially us talking ones. Donkey! That'll have to do. We've got company. Can we get on with this? Hurry! Nice catch, Donkey! Finally! A good use for your mouth. Come on! You spurn my natural emotions You make me feel like dirt and I'm hurt And if I start a commotion I run the risk of losing you and that's worse Ever fallen in love with someone, ever fallen in love In love with someone, ever fallen in love In love with someone you shouldn't have fallen in love with Ever fallen in love with someone, ever fallen in love In love with someone, ever fallen in love With someone you shouldn't have fallen in love with Fallen in love with Ever fallen in love with someone you shouldn't have fallen in love with I don't care whose fault it is. Just get this place cleaned up! And somebody bring me something deep fried and smothered in chocolate! - Mother! - Charming. Sweetheart. This isn't a good time, pumpkin. Mama's working. Whoa, what happened here? - The ogre, that's what! - What? Where is he, Mom? I shall rend his head from his shoulders! I will smite him where he stands! He will rue the very day he stole my kingdom from me! Oh, put it away, Junior! You're still going to be king. We'll just have to come up with something smarter. Pardon. Um... Everything is accounted for, Fairy Godmother, except for one potion. What? Oh... I do believe we can make this work to our advantage. Happily Ever After Potion. Maximum strength. For you and your true love. If one of you drinks this, you both will be fine. Happiness, comfort and beauty divine.- You both will be fine? - I guess it means it'll affect Fiona, too. Hey, man, this don't feel right. My donkey senses are tingling all over. Drop that jug o' voodoo and let's get out of here. It says, Beauty Divine. How bad can it be? See, you're allergic to that stuff. You'll have a reaction. And if you think that I'll be smearing Vapor Rub over your chest, think again! Boss, just in case there is something wrong with the potion... allow me to take the first sip. It would be an honor to lay my life on the line for you. Oh, no, no. I don't think so. If there'll be any animal testing, I'll do it. That's the best friend's job. Now give me that bottle. How do you feel? I don't feel any different. I look any different? You still look like an ass to me. Maybe it doesn't work on donkeys. - Well, here's to us, Fiona. - Shrek? - You drink that, there's no going back. - I know. - No more wallowing in the mud? - I know. - No more itchy butt crack? - I know! - But you love being an ogre! - I know! I know. Shrek, no! Wait! Got to be... I think you grabbed the Farty Ever After potion. Maybe it's a dud. Or maybe Fiona and I were never meant to be. Or maybe Fiona and I were never meant to be. Uh-oh. What did I tell you? I feel something coming on. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die! Oh, sweet sister, mother of mercy. I'm melting! I'm melting! It's just the rain, Donkey. Oh. Don't worry. Things seem bad because it's dark and rainy and Fiona's father hired a sleazy hitman to whack you. It'll be better in the morning. You'll see... The sun'll come out... Tomorrow Bet your bottom... Bet my bottom? I'm coming, Elizabeth! Donkey? Are you all right? - Hey, boss. Let's shave him. - D-Donkey?
There you are! We missed you at dinner. What is it, darling? Dad... I've been thinking about what you said. And I'm going to set things right. Ah! Excellent! That's my girl. It was a mistake to bring Shrek here. I'm going to go out and find him. And then we'll go back to the swamp where we belong. Fiona, please! Let's not be rash, darling. You can't go anywhere right now. Fiona! Look, I told you he was here. Look at him! Quiet. Look at him. Good morning, sleepyhead. Good morning! We love your kitty! Oh... My head... - Here, I fetched a pail of water. Thanks. Uhh! Aahh! Oh... A cute, button nose? Thick, wavy locks? Taut, round buttocks?! I'm... I'm... - Gorgeous! - I'll say. I'm Jill. What's your name? - Um... Shrek. - Shrek? Wow. Are you from Europe? - You're tense. - I want to rub his shoulders. - I got it covered. - I don't have anything to rub. Get in line. Get in line. - Have you seen my donkey? - Who are you calling donkey? - Donkey? You're a... - A stallion, baby! I can whinny. I can count. Look at me, Shrek! I'm trotting! That's some quality potion. What's in that stuff? Oh, don't take the potion, Mr. Boss, it's very bad.Pah! Warning: Side effects may include burning, itching, oozing, weeping. Not intended for heart patients or those with... nervous disorders.I'm trotting, I'm trotting in place! Yeah! What? Senor? To make the effects of this potion permanent, the drinker must obtain his true love's kiss by midnight.Midnight? Why is it always midnight? - Pick me! I'll be your true love! - I'll be your true love. I'll be true... enough. Look, ladies, I already have a true love. Oh... And take it from me, Boss. You are going to have one satisfied Princess. And let's face it. You are a lot easier on the eyes. Inside you're the same old mean, salty... - Easy. - ...cantankerous, foul, angry ogre you always been. And you're still the same annoying donkey. - Yeah. Well... Look out, Princess. Here comes the new me. First things first. - We need to get you out of those clothes. - Ready? - Ready! - Driver, stop! Oh, God! Help me, please! My racing days are over! I'm blind! Tell the truth. Will I ever play the violin again? You poor creature! ls there anything I can do for you? Well, I guess there is one thing. Take off the powdered wig and step away from your drawers. - Not bad. - Not bad at all. Father? ls everything all right, Father? Thank you, gentlemen! Someday, I will repay you. Unless, of course, I can't find you or if I forget. Oh, yeah Turn and face the strange Ch-Ch-Changes Don't wanna be a richer one Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes Turn and face the strange Ch-Ch-Changes Just gonna have to be a different man Time may change me But I can't trace time Halt! Tell Princess Fiona her husband, Sir Shrek, is here to see her. Still don't know what I was looking for And my time was running wild, a million dead-end streets Every time I thought I'd got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet - Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes Turn and face the strange - Shrek? - Ch-Ch-Changes Don't wanna be a richer one Time may change me But I can't trace time Fiona? Hello, handsome. Shrek! - Princess! - Donkey? Wow! That potion worked on you, too? What potion? Shrek and I took some magic potion. And well... Now, we're sexy! Shrek? For you, baby... I could be. - Yeah, you wish. - Donkey, where is Shrek? He went inside looking for you. Shrek? Fiona! Fiona! You want to dance, pretty boy? Are you going so soon? Don't you want to see your wife? Fiona? Shrek? Aye, Fiona. It is me. What happened to your voice? The potion changed a lot of things, Fiona. But not the way I feel about you. Fiona? - Charming? - Do you think so? Dad. I was so hoping you'd approve. - Um... Who are you? - Mom, it's me, Shrek. I know you never get a second chance at a first impression, but, well, what do you think? Fiona! Fiona! Fiona! - Fiona! - Fiona, Fiona! Ho-ho-ho! Oh, shoot! I don't think they can hear us, pigeon. Don't you think you've already messed her life up enough? I just wanted her to be happy. And now she can be. Oh, sweetheart. She's finally found the prince of her dreams.
But look at me. Look what I've done for her. It's time you stop living in a fairy tale, Shrek. She's a princess, and you're an ogre. That's something no amount of potion will ever change. But... I love her. If you really love her... you'll let her go. Shrek? Senor. What's going on? Where are you going? You wouldn't have had anything to do with this, would you, Harold? People just ain't no good I think that's well understood There you go, boys. Just leave the bottle, Doris. Hey. Why the long face? It was all just a stupid mistake. I never should have rescued her from that tower in the first place. I hate Mondays. I can't believe you'd walk away from the best thing that happened to you. What choice do I have? She loves that pretty boy, Prince Charming. Come on. ls he really that good-looking? Are you kidding? He's gorgeous! He has a face that looks like it was carved by angels. - Oh. He sounds dreamy. - You know... shockingly, this isn't making me feel any better. Look, guys. It's for the best. Mom and Dad approve, and Fiona gets the man she's always dreamed of. Everybody wins. Except for you. I don't get it, Shrek. You love Fiona. Aye. And that's why I have to let her go. Excuse me, is she here? She's, uh... in the back. Oh, hello again. Fairy Godmother. Charming. You'd better have a good reason for dragging us down here, Harold. Well, I'm afraid Fiona isn't really... warming up to Prince Charming. - FYI, not my fault. - No, of course it's not, dear. I mean, how charming can I be when I have to pretend I'm that dreadful ogre? No, no, it's nobody's fault. Perhaps it's best if we just call the whole thing off, okay? - What? - You can't force someone to fall in love! I beg to differ. I do it all the time! Have Fiona drink this and she'll fall in love with the first man she kisses, which will be Charming. - Umm... no. - What did you say? I can't. I won't do it. Oh, yes, you will. lf you remember, I helped you with your happily ever after. And I can take it away just as easily. ls that what you want? ls it? - No. - Good boy. Now, we have to go. I need to do Charming's hair before the ball. He's hopeless. He's all high in the front. He can never get to the back. You need someone to do the back. Oh. Thank you, Mother. Mother? Um... Mary! A talking horse! The ogre! Stop them! Thieves! Bandits! Stop them! The abs are fab and it's gluteus to the maximus here at tonight's Far, Far Away Royal Ball blowout! The coaches are lined up as the cream of the crop pours out of them like Miss Muffet's curds and whey. Everyone who's anyone has turned out to honor Princess Fiona and Prince Shrek. And, oh my, the outfits look gorgeous! Look! Hansel and Gretel! What the heck are the crumbs for? And right behind them, Tom Thumb and Thumbelina! - Oh, aren't they adorable! Here comes Sleeping Beauty! Tired old thing. Who's this? Who's this? Who is this? Oh. It's the one, it's the only... It's the Fairy Godmother! Hello, Far, Far Away! Can I get a whoop whoop? May all your endings be happy and... Well, you know the rest! We'll be right back with the Royal Far, Far Away Ball after these messages. I hate these ball shows. They bore me to tears. Flip over to Wheel Of Torture! I'm not flipping anywhere, sir, until I see Shrek and Fiona. Whizzes on you guys. Hey, mice, pass me a buffalo wing! No, to your left. Your left! - Tonight on Knights... - Now here's a good show! We got a white bronco heading east into the forest. Requesting backup. It's time to teach these madcap mammals their devil may care attitudes just won't fly. Why you grabbing me? Police brutality! I have to talk to Princess Fiona! - We warned you! - Ow! Ow! Did someone let the cat out of the bag? You capitalist pig dogs! - Catnip! - That's not mine. Find Princess Fiona! I'm a donkey! Tell her Shrek... I'm her husband, Shrek! Quick! Rewind it! I'm her husband, Shrek! Ow! Darling? Ah. I thought I might find you here. How about a nice hot cup of tea before the ball? I'm not going. The whole Kingdom's turned out to celebrate your marriage. There's just one problem. That's not my husband. I
mean, look at him. Yes, he is a bit different, but people change for the ones they love. You'd be surprised how much I changed for your mother. Change? He's completely lost his mind! Why not come down to the ball and give him another chance? You might find you like this new Shrek. But it's the old one I fell in love with, Dad. I'd give anything to have him back. Darling. That's mine. Decaf. Otherwise I'm up all night. Thanks. I got to get out of here! I got to get out of here! You can't lock us up like this! Let me go! What about my Miranda rights? You're supposed to say I have the right to remain silent. Nobody said I have the right to remain silent! You have the right to remain silent. What you lack is the capacity. I must hold on before l, too, go totally mad. Shrek? Donkey? Too late. Gingy! Pinocchio! Get us out of here! Oh... Fire in ze hole! Look out below! Quick! Tell a lie! - What should I say? - Anything, but quick! Say something crazy like I'm wearing ladies' underwear!I am wearing ladies' underwear. - Are you? - I most certainly am not! It looks like you most certainly am are! - I am not! - What kind? - It's a thong! - Oww! They're briefs! - Are not. - Are too! - Are not! - Are too! Here we go. Hang tight. Wait, wait, wait! Ow! Ow! Hey, hey, hey! Ow! - Excuse me? - What? Puss! Pardon me, would you mind letting me go? - Sorry, boss. - Quit messing around! We've got to stop that kiss! I thought you was going to let her go. I was, but I can't let them do this to Fiona. Boom! That's what I like to hear. Look who's coming around! It's impossible! We'll never get in. The castle's guarded. There's a moat and everything! Folks, it looks like we're up chocolate creek without a Popsicle stick. - What? - Do you still know the Muffin Man? Well, sure! He's down on Drury Lane. Why? Because we're gonna need flour. Lots and lots of flour. Gingy! Fire up the ovens, Muffin Man! We've got a big order to fill! It's alive! Run, run, run, as fast you can! Go, baby, go! There it is, Mongo! To the castle! No, you great stupid pastry! Come on! Mongo! Down here! Look at the pony! That's right! Follow the pretty pony! Pretty pony wants to play at the castle! Pretty pony. Ladies and gentlemen. Presenting Princess Fiona and her new husband, Prince Shrek. Shrek, what are you doing? I'm just playing the part, Fiona. ls that glitter on your lips? Mm. Cherry flavored. Want to taste? - Ugh! What is with you? - But, Muffin Cake... C Minor, put it in C Minor. Ladies and gentlemen. I'd like to dedicate this song to... Princess Fiona and Prince Shrek. Fiona, my Princess. Will you honor me with a dance? Where have all the good men gone And where are all the gods? Dance! Where's the streetwise Hercules To fight the rising odds? Since when do you dance? Fiona, my dearest,if there's one thing I know, it's that love is full of surprises. Late at night I toss and I turn And I dream of what I need Hit it! I need a hero All right, big fella! Let's crash this party! Man the catapults! Aim! Fire! - Brace yourselves! - Ooh! Purty! Not the gumdrop button! Incoming! Ha-ha! All right! Somewhere after midnight In my wildest fantasy Go, Mongo! Go! Man the cauldrons! After you, Mongo. - That's it! Heave-ho! - Watch out! Shrek! More heat, less foam! Up where the mountains Meet the heavens above Out where the lightning Splits the sea I could swear there is someone Somewhere watching me Heave! Ho! No...! Come on! Look out! - Be good. He needs me! Let me go! Donkey! Puss! Go! Go! Your lady needs you! Go! Today, I repay my debt. Aww... On guard! He's gotta be strong And he's gotta be fast And he's gotta be fresh From the fight - I need a hero - Stop! - Hey, you! Back away from my wife. - Shrek? You couldn't just go back to your swamp and leave well enough alone. - Now! - Pigs und blanket! Pinocchio! Get the wand! I see London! I see France! Whah! I'm a real boy! Ah! Ah! Aaahhh! Catch! Donkey! Oh! I'm a real boy. Aah! Oh! - Ha! - Ah. That's mine! Pray for mercy, from Puss... And Donkey! She's taken the potion! Kiss her now! No! - Hi-ya! - Fiona. - Shrek. Harold! You
were supposed to give her the potion! Well, I guess I gave her the wrong tea. - Mommy! - Mommy? I told you. Ogres don't live happily ever after. Woo! Ha! Oh, Dad! - ls he...? - Yup. He croaked. Harold? Dad? I'd hoped you'd never see me like this. - And he gave you a hard time! - Donkey! No, no, he's right. I'm sorry. To both of you. I only wanted what was best for Fiona. But I can see now... she already has it. Shrek, Fiona... Will you accept an old frog's apologies... and my blessing? Harold? I'm sorry, Lillian. I just wish I could be the man you deserve. You're more that man today than you ever were... warts and all. Boss! The Happily Ever After Potion! Midnight! Fiona. ls this what you want? To be this way forever? - What? - Because if you kiss me now... we can stay like this. You'd do that? - For me? - Yes. I want what any princess wants. To live happily ever after... with the ogre I married. Whatever happens, I must not cry! You cannot make me cry! Whoa! No. No, no. Aaah! Ow. Oh, no. Hey. You still look like a noble steed to me. Now, where were we? Oh! I remember. Hey! Isn't we supposed to be having a fiesta?! Uno, dos, quatro, hit it! Puss and Donkey, y'all... She's into superstitions Black cats and voodoo dolls - Sing it, Puss! - I feel a premonition That girl's gonna make me fall Here we go! She's into new sensations New kicks in the candlelight She's got a new addiction For every day and night She'll make you take your clothes off And go dancing in the rain She'll make you live her crazy life But she'll take away your pain Like a bullet to your brain Upside inside out Living la vida loca Hey gorgeous! Living la vida loca Her lips are devil red And her skin's the color of mocha She will wear you out - Living la vida loca - She livin' it loca! Living la vida loca - Say it one more time now! - Living the vida loca Hey, Donkey, that's Spanish! She'll push and pull you down Living la vida loca She will wear you out Living la vida loca Living la vida loca She'll push and pull you down Living the vida loca Her lips are devil red And her skin's the color of mocha She will wear you out Living la vida loca Living la vida loca Living la vida loca Living la vida loca All by myself All by myself Don't wanna be All by myself anymore... Amigo, we are off to the Kit-Kat Club. Come on, join us. Thanks, compadre. I'm... I'm not in the mood. We will cheer you up! Find you a nice burro! Hey, baby! Hey, that's my girl! Yeah! All right! Baby, where you been? - I'm sorry, too. I should've stayed. But Shrek had this thing he had to do. What? Say it one more time. What you talking about? Are you serious? - Papa! Look at our little mutant babies! I got to get a job. I got to get a job.
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You wanna know what part about this post is really sending me? The fact that áfram Íþró supposedly doesn't know what numbers mean!
The implication that he is the elven equivalent to a white person getting kanji tattooed on their arm without having any prove that these actually have their intended meaning. You know, like those hilarious photo sets of asien people wearing shirts with random England sh words printed on that don't make any sense!
This, this elf went outside his village, saw the number 10 and didn't go "i like this number because my birthday is on the 10th" No! He has no idea about these symbols! He saw someone draw a line and a circle and went "now that's fashionable! I'll wear that on my back forever!" OR! EVEN BETTER "i can use this thin line and circle to let people know how bad they can look when they don't exercise or eat well, yes, that'll stick with them while i beat them up! They'll see the line and the circle compared to me, an elf in between with a perfect body and immediately draw that connection, i am a genius!"
Like, he uses the numbers 10, 8, 6, 4, 2 & 0 in his explanations for which food is good to eat and which isn't But Not because he knows what numbers are and what those mean, No! He does that simply because he happened to hear people say those things to rank stuff and when they talk about him they use the 10 on his back for reference amd this bitch went "ah yes, they are saying something about ten and me so this must be the best possible thing!" and proceeds to use 10 for the optimal way to consume food While Having No Clue What Ten Means And Just Getting It Right On Accident! I'm DYING XD
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So many ideas are hilarious and these guys can't get over it there is a build project shop that he's doing now as a business it is a build shop and they laugh because that's what they've been doing for years this is I wonder if a show would be connected to it could have several build shop shows so this does crying it says I'm not custom it takes us forever to do it it's so damn lame by the time we're done cuz we're arguing and fighting he says no it's showing skill and it's showing technique and it's an artist they're really mechanic in an artist's you know it's a tradesperson person technique because people are interested in how things are actually built and what they're built with you look at a bike a motorcycle and you have no idea now they look at this motorcycle and I see how it's made and it's interesting they might not be able to do it but they see what's behind the wall and to a lot of people is very interesting and to a lot of people they try and do it themselves and can't so he says in what would be interesting in this show so you can pick all sorts of different parts and you can pick all sorts of different body styles in the print it right up there either they'll make the whole body and print your own decals and you have a team and it's also a race you have to try and build it first and correctly just like your show size for a regular people which makes it interesting your show is a professionals moving Craftsman in artisans for a ridiculously long time this show is for people to compete who didn't do nothing until recently or a young and you're saying of course you're going to do it and say it's you but really all sorts of different people can do it all over the world and most of them won't be televised maybe therefore everybody so he's saying stop stop saying it's not for everyone it's to where they're at cuz again it's for where they're at the people probably run their own they're starting to do it now cuz we sent out gets into doing it so he's laughing because it's a fad and you can take these components and try and build it better and faster and smarter and wiser and they're all sorts of different sizes all sorts of different motors and profiles and body styles and yes everything makes a difference it's a different gearbox it's a different motor in a different horsepower is a few different motors different types of liquid cooling and of course high performance is really going to be faster he's making a new motor today I think it'll come out can you mix so many so many gallons of gasoline to so much percent diesel and the outcome is fantastic rpm there's a very high performance motor
And people are starting to get interested because it is amazing what's happening he said he was wondering if he can make that motor smaller and still last as long with only high strength steel was smaller is lighter is usually cheaper but the purity matters too it's a process so it's in testing now not help trucking cuz leave those hard to get through sometimes
I'm coming out with a new e-bike and that ebike is going to self charge while you're riding and it's going to be a huge difference huge and won't take long we'll figure out what we can do it the range is 100 miles in the city and 250 mi in towns.
We have a standard battery and just add to it and the standard sizes there's only like three sizes and mismatch depending on the bike some people want four batteries so they put them on there and that's back up so we have kits and just plug it in. Yes I do for other bikes but he wants to go through this process to make it safe. We have a horrendous number of sales so we're going to be consuming other evike companies rapidly now there won't be any left shortly probably with them only a few days so we're hiring people like mad if our switch to sign on all of our positions are military but they are all have some component either the majority of your time or part of it in manufacturing and office work it's more like in this field is 4 days a week the manufacturing in office and one in the military and two days off and it's common and it's well known of course but we need people and we need them badly we're constructing tons of facilities and buildings we're building tons of factories we're building tons of automobiles and bikes and boats we need more people right now than we ever have and we have huge projects going on
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I'm so pleased with this performance today and I understand something there's a happiness inside someone's heart and it's mine and he's wondering what it is and he's thinking it's because of kids and it is because he's thinking of children not children of the greatest and saved him came out of nowhere and he was so happy he would not believe it and the kids faces all over the world lit up they're going to help cart around it's so much stress and it takes so much time to do what we're doing and there might be also Uber chaperone it's like a taxi where you have underage people in the taxi and you'd have two robots in the Uber chaperone minimum or a human in a robot who work for us and the adult would be required to watch and monitor from home or work throughout the process has to be available like immediately they have to chaperone the entire event and oddly enough I thought it was a robot chaperoni but it's not it's the adulthood or their parents so if you're like an avenger or something you're going to have to have like that extra channel inside your iron Man suit Tony Stark and he agrees it's a wonderful idea and he wants to be the spokesperson because he wants to try an infiltrate or to try and do his own so we're going to go ahead and call him up and ask him to do it and I can't stop laughing cuz this is why I'm happy he's making me a happy person he wants me to sit down Bitol and Goddess Wife and try and figure out how to get me some funding in the call outs and call our guys in say look it's not working guys I'm going to do that
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Tommy & Meena/Meena & Ro
Slides into ya DMs a million years later
Tommy: [Sends her a link to a facebook post about their dance teacher from when they were kiddos] Tommy: As if she's retiring! 😮 It doesn't seem 5 mins since she was calling me out for picking my nose like Tommy: I wanna get her a pressie or something, what you reckon? 🤔 Gin or bubbles Meena joined the chat 105 minutes ago Meena: I know, crazy isn't it, sure she's telling everyone she doesn't feel anywhere near old enough (hoping they'll say she doesn't look it either) Bless her Meena: and it is a pretty nasty habit I hope you left behind, in fairness 😛 Meena: I don't think she'll oppose either, I'll go in with you on it if that's alright Meena: We should, really Tommy: 😂 Mostly. We all have our off days though, yeah? Bet your thumb still be looking tempting on the reg 😜 Tommy: Fuck it let her be down with the kids and chug down a 'trendy' gin Tommy: Yeah I was gonna ask if you did wanna but knowing you I didn't wanna assume you hadn't already gone all out like 🎉 Tommy: 😇 to my 😈 Meena: Never! That rancid nail paint Ana got me put me off for life Meena: could totally rock a mani now, even if pedis are forever out of the question 💃👣 Meena: I hadn't actually, been so busy with this band stuff with your sisters and that Meena: Probably wouldn't have done it if you hadn't, doesn't want any old riff-raff she barely remembers showing up Meena: her ⭐pupil though, that's different Tommy: fair, she's been at me bout it too Tommy: needs my skills appaz but it'll cost her Tommy: come on, it takes two to tango! nothing without the baby to my johnny 💑 Meena: Nice try but I'm not getting involved in sibling drama, I know better than that 🙅 Meena: my own Brother is going great lengths to avoid me so I'm chilling Meena: 😂 please Meena: if the other girl hadn't got knocked up, baby woulda been surplus from the start Tommy: Drama, me? Please 😂 Tommy: Nah tbh I'm excited to get involved Tommy: & see you lot in action ofc Tommy: Imagine! We'd have to have been going some to be dealing with pregnancy scares at that age even by my ma's standards Meena: 😏 Isn't it on your required curriculum? Meena: Can't blame you Meena: It has been a lot of fun Meena: It'll be good to see you too Meena: 😨 No thank you, I'll leave that to Ali, she's got it covered Meena: No way either of us could keep a child alive 😂 Tommy: You got me 🥊 Tommy: It looks it & the socials never lie Tommy: It'll be fab to see you too! 💙 Tommy: How've you been, girl? Meena: Naturally, filters need not apply Meena: Me? I'm all good Meena: Nothing to report, no pregnancy scares or slightly predatory older men Meena: How's the London life? Tommy: 👍 Tommy: Me either Tommy: Only the teachers 😂 Tommy: London's capital D dramatic but I'm surviving 🤩 Tommy: like you said, required, yeah? Meena: Don't even joke, Mr. Lucas, this new teacher, is soooo sketchy Meena: not that he's likely to go after me 😂 but there will be drama worth reporting there Meena: mark my words Meena: and don't lie, you so LIVE for it, don't you? 🙂 Tommy: Oh my god colour me unsurprised and deeply disturbed Tommy: Trying to big you up without calling you a lolita and all that jazz Tommy: but noted Tommy: Shame the news came too late to get my sister learning from the nuns Tommy: 😂 Meena: Thank the Lord we can rule out everyone but Caleb pretty much for Rio's daddy Meena: she's so cute 😍 Tommy: Right? she's his double Meena: Nah she looks a lot like Ali too Meena: still, Mr. Lucas has not gone that far is my point Meena: she hates him, its so funny 'cos your Ma can't even be mad 😂 Tommy: Yas! Glad she ain't protesting too much Tommy: None of us got time to be dealing with that level of drama even me 😏 Tommy: Ma can ALWAYS be mad tho Meena: I wouldn't like to say Meena: Trying to get me to badmouth all your family today...are you print screening this?! 🙊 Tommy: Only if it gets juicy 😂 Tommy: what'll it take to get you to throwdown on 'em? Meena: 🤐 Tommy: It's been good catching up Tommy: Soz I'm not better at it Meena: No, it's not all you Meena: I'm not the most social of bears Meena: and its been a while Meena: but it was nice 🙂 Tommy: we should get a drink when I'm back 🍹 do it proper Tommy: no pressure like and even less drama Meena: You got it in you to leave it in London? 🤔 Meena: but i'm up for it Meena: I don't drink drink though, just an FYI Tommy: I'll do it for the craic 🍀 Tommy: Still gonna dance on the tables tho, yeah? Meena: 😳🙈 guess so Meena: anything you do, i'll do backwards and in heels Meena: thems still the rules, last I checked Tommy: 👑💚 Tommy: Love it Meena: Okay...Can I just vent at you for a hot sec, Ro Meena: More than free to comment any way you see fit (of course) but also as free to say nothing if you can't or don't wanna Meena: Just need to get it out 'cos what even Ro: Oh...of course Ro: Go ahead Meena: [Screenshots Tommy in her DMs] Meena: so I know its awkward 'cos familial ties and whatnot but WHAT THE WHAT Meena: He's been ignorning me for what, 6 years? Meena: Perhaps a little dramatic but basically Meena: and now we're just meant to move on as if a. those years didn't happen and b. the ones BEFORE didn't either Meena: am I being insane? I tried not to sound it with him but I am at such a loss rn Ro Ro: Um...I'd say it's rather awkward regardless Ro: What was he thinking? Ro: You are most definitely not insane, in fact, I applaud how together you remained Ro: It's a nice idea, in theory, to reconnect, but that's all it can be and surely he must see that Ro: The past can't just be erased when it's convenient Meena: Ugh, thank you! Meena: I can tell you're not just yes-manning me and it is so appreciated 😘 Meena: You'd think it had been a couple of days, the way he just tried to pick up there Meena: I get it...I wish it was possible in many ways Meena: but if we're going to be anything more than passing acquiantances ever again then I'm afraid we need to have a convo more awkward than that one even! 😬 Ro: Exactly! Ro: We'd all love a quick fix but they simply don't exist, even if you are a McKenna Ro: I'm frankly at a loss for words Meena: I mean...guess it was a nice gesture? right? Meena: God, feel like I'm 9 and he's pretending to like me so he can laugh about me with his friends at break Meena: Ridiculous Ro: I suppose so, if misplaced and poorly timed Ro: Well that's hardly surprising considering you were a child when he last talked to you Ro: You don't have to go for a drink with him just because you agreed then, remember that Meena: I know Meena: but I don't know Meena: I think I want to? Meena: Maybe he wants to say his piece in person Meena: although, in that case, perhaps give an indication in the text! Meena: Walking into an ambush Ro: You don't have to decide now at least Ro: And you can always call me if it does turn into an ambush Ro: I'll act as if there's an emergency Meena: Ooh, good plan Meena: never felt like I was in a romcom before Meena: almost exciting except i feel a bit sick Ro: I understand that all too well Ro: Another idea, cliche though it is, would be to channel this situation into composing a song Ro: Just don't let him know he's the subject Meena: it might be time to embrace the clichedness of it all Meena: the others would be proud Ro: They certainly would Meena: if not a little curious where all these deep feelings had sprung from Meena: oh the shame 🙈 Ro: True, but have no fear, my lips are sealed Ro: Whilst we're on the subject though, how do you feel about him getting involved with the band? Meena: Thanks, Ro 💛 Meena: I mean, I don't mind...I don't WANT to mind, it should be fine Meena: He's a part of my life as long as you guys are but that was admittedly far more abstract when he was more Meena: gone Meena: I am going to try, it would be good for the band, and me, to get over this Ro: Never mind the others, I'm very proud of you, Meena Ro: And for what it's worth, I think that's the right move, after all, he won't be away at school forever Ro: Should he decide to come back home for good you too are bound to interact more Meena: Exactly Meena: Can't ban him from Dublin and activities with his fam Meena: but I also don't think I need to exile myself...far too cliche for words and I frankly, don't want to Meena: I feel better for having talked it out...I just felt absolutely insane, like I was in topsy-turvy land or something, there for a sec Meena: Thanks again Ro, it means a lot Ro: What are friends for? No need to thank me, I'm just glad you feel better Ro: A very strange day for you indeed Ro: Tomorrow is a new one though at least and I'll be here if you need to talk again Meena: Truly! So strange manners were dropped at the door Meena: When we talk again I WILL ask how you are and what's going on with you Meena: I promise 😘 Ro: I have no doubt whatever Ro: But you're forgiven Ro: If there was ever a time for such an entitlement it was now Meena: 💛
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