percival: sorry but them's the rules
arthur the less: your rules are stupid
you read about the ridiculous adventures of the knights of the round table and think "that sounds weird but I guess it's how knights behaved at the time", then an outsider knight meets one of them and goes "you guys are fucking insane"
This is why it’s important that we don’t dehumanize bad people who do bad things. Because they ARE human and that isn’t an excuse or a defense. These people are doing horrible things to their fellow humans for the sake of an incredibly harmful system. That alone is terrible and worthy of being shunned
As I always say, ICE and nazis and the likes are all people just like you and me... WHICH IS WHY THEY SHOULD FUCKING KNOW BETTER.
But that also means that these people aren't some unstoppable force or something.
They will die like any other human. Be it from natural causes or... something a bit more deserved.
my roommates car is named barff. it was originally bought from a dealership called garff, but then she tinkered with the g on the license plate thing so it looks like a b and now the car is just called barff.
my wife once asked our roomate where she was parked in a group chat. but she messed up the word "parked" and instead spelled it as "garked". and then me and my roommate just started referring to parking as garking because its just really fun to give my wife shit. its just part of the professional little brother playbook.
but also, at some point it stopped being ironic and we just started calling parking garking.
then today me and my wife were looking out the window and we saw our roommate struggling to do a three point turn into a parking space. and as fun as it is to give my wife shit its also really fun to give our roommate shit. so we ran outside and we ran around her car while chanting GARK THE BARFF. GARK THE BARFF. GARK THE BARFF. and then she did, eventually, gark the barff. theres no moral to this its just a surreal part of my life that i really enjoy. maybe tease people more? find your barff and gark it and never ever stop?
@thicketscratches you get it
Maybe one reason time seems to speed up in adult life is because when your full time job leaves you roughly 5 hours of free time a day plus two days off a week your life turns into a sort of monotony that makes the days blend together and creative pursuits move in slow motion as you can only get to them when other your commitments are done.
When you look back and think damn 2019 wasn’t that long ago where did the time go? Job. Your Job took it.
Evolution by Travis Chapman
Item: aerosol spray that blinds Humans and causes them to act as Turned
one of my earliest video game memories was my neighbor from down the street burning me a copy of Roller Coaster Tycoon onto a CD and giving it to me for free, with the caveat that one day a week he would sit behind me and backseat game HARD. like "build this here, okay now build this here, no not there, HERE, okay now make a path here," etc etc. i never minded it at the time, i genuinely had no idea how to play so i thought he was teaching me. years later i learned that him and his family were Orthodox Jewish and him backseat gaming me was his way of getting around the Sabbath ban on playing video games
the entire family was so fucking funny dude. one time they accidentally left a floodlight in their backyard on past midnight that was shining directly into my parents' bedroom, so they go over and knock on their door to ask "hey can you turn that light off?"
and they go "no. we cannot turn the light off :)" and then my parents remember it's technically the Sabbath and the parents in particular are so Orthodox they won't even directly ask people to do things for them. and they keep repeating "no, WE can't turn the light off :)" while holding the door wide open and angling their bodies towards the light switch
Some friends and I are having a silly debate about a ridiculous hypothetical: An exact clone of you magically appears. It has all your knowledge, memories, skills, etc up to the point of the clone's creation. They know they are a clone and you know they are the clone. Nobody else knows which is the clone or original.
Do you try to share lives with the clone? Kill the clone (surprisingly common answer amongst my friends)? Tell the clone to go live another life despite having the memories of friendship and such with everyone you know? Something else?
