"You can do it, buddy. Shit your pants!"
I mean, I don't actually know if people ever say this or not, but you can start if you wanna be a cool trendsetter!
"You can do it, buddy. Shit your pants!"
I mean, I don't actually know if people ever say this or not, but you can start if you wanna be a cool trendsetter!
I always figured it was your lower esophageal sphincter (the one by your stomach) kinda, like..spasming when you swallow, and then being seized up when the water tries to pass through, leading you to have to swallow extra-hard and force it through.
The resulting pain would be from having forced it, and feel like it's in your chest 'cause abdominal pains can tend to be pretty imprecise.
But, I know absolutely nothing about medicine or the human body, so don't take my word for that. These are just the ramblings of a filth-strewn peasant trying to make sense of the world around him.
nut sack ❤️
You're a Stardew NPC, and you just got looked up on the wiki. Did they also inexplicably know exactly where to find you at 3:00 PM on a Wednesday?
Snitcheth get stitcheth
To be fair, from this screenshot, I can't concretely tell if he's actually speaking words. He could be staring in the camera going "ma ma ma bababa wiwiwihiiiiiiiii baba" for 10 minutes straight. I turned my phone all the way up, but the picture still doesn't have sound, so I don't know :(
The right sign on its own makes for a pretty good toast to cheers to
Swinging it around like a helicopter ❤️
Nosferatu above spaghetti-hand
"Hello I would like you to fuck in me please"
(Accidentally typed in all caps first, which I think is way funnier, but I didn't want to startle anyone by being too loud on the internet)
I'm not sure what I think the most beautiful song I've ever heard is, but I know my mind usually goes to two songs:
Pastoral, by a man who went by the name of Moondog. He was a legendary blind composer, playing on the streets of New York City between the late '40s through to the early '70s.
He's kind of a "your favorite musician's favorite musician's favorite musician" figure, and was known to play several instruments of his own invention (one of which I believe is used in this song, but I'm not sure). This is a very minimal song, but beauty doesn't always demand grandeur.
Second would be Slips Away by Peter Silberman, the lead singer of a band called The Antlers (who also have a bunch of really moving tracks in their discography).
This one is also very simple, and quite melancholy, but I think it says all that needs saying. If I have a funeral when I pass, I'd really like this to be played at it.
Wow, I can't believe nobody's even bothered to mention the style from the definitive hacker movie. Just absolutely gobsmacked. You may not like it, but this is what peak performance looks like:
Notably missing from this picture: rollerblades, fingerless gloves, neon dyed hair, tons of fishnets (which I guess you could probably stylize as fish.nets or something), puffy vest, etc.
In my day, being a hacker meant dressing like a weird raver/punk and sending people a GIF of a laughing skull, and that's how we liked it