Yeah I could have been clearer.
I have a few accounts, one of them is filtered AF for when I dont want any more doom for today. No matter how unrelated to end stage capitalism or American politics or Gaza a post is someone in the comments finds a way to bring it up.
I feel it falls into a weird category of 2000s movies.
Its not bad but its really not good. Its well shot, well edited, the special effects are pretty good, the acting is at least competent and the production values are there but its just uninspired, formulaic and weirdly sanitised. Its like chain restaraunt food. There were oh so many of them too. Like you can watch them and be like “Yep, that was a movie.”
Honestly MMA events are usually pretty chill when it comes to actual violence I believe its because the percentage of people who can actually fight in the audience is way higher than at regular sports.
The dudebro assholes can never be 100% sure if that skinny dude is there because he likes to watch fights or because he trains with one of the competitors.
No matter how thorough you are with your filters the comments are still cancer.
4 years is about 435 new obsessions time.
Yeah, I do see the irony in talking about how annoying it is talking about it. But for me it amplifies the annoyance at the song because I’m already fed up with hearing about it before I hear it in the wild.
Gotta be “Rockin around the christmas tree” for me. Its just pure shit, it doesnt “rock” and its never performed well.
Ok. Hypothetically speaking if my family lives in a town, and I recieve a job offer in another state that pays $600,000 a year my household income triples, my wife no longer has to work and I rent a spare room near work I TECHNICALLY live in another state.
If they are fulfilling their contracts who gives a fuck. I know a guy who “lives” with his parents on paper but is a full time vanlife I.T consultant. He hasnt “lived” anywhere specific in about 3 years.
Not to mention Claptrap.
Id wager he acts like that because he hasnt either.
Honestly you arent fucking wrong.
If a woman has a series of bad experiences with a series of asshole dudes and decides she is done with it and would rather be single everyone claps because she is empowered. If a guy has a series of bad experiences with a series of just horrible women and decides he is done with it and would rather be single he is an incel and men are the problem.
Some dudes are incels because being a garbage human being with no regard for the feelings of others isnt limited to men. Women can say and do cruel shit too. I watched my 5’3 buddy ask a girl out and get “Ewww” instead of “No thank you” this shit doesnt happen in a vacuum.
I was dressing my daughter once and couldnt find the hood on her jumper. And I went “Where the hood where the hood where the hood at… I dont want you repeating a single other line from this song ever”
The second one is a glorious movie to have in 4k bluray when you want to sit there and say “ooooh pretty” for 90 minutes.
That are all full of microplastics, the chicken is pumped full of estrogen, the fish are full of mercury…
The problem with anything to do with fitness and nutrition is “How deep down the rabbit hole do you want to go.?”
One of my lotto ideas is to open the greatest dudebro sports bar the world has ever seen, with our party piece being the most delicious and unlimited chicken wings that could be found anywhere.
And name the place “Cocksmokers” to make said dude bros uncomfortable.
Macguffin it just enough to be maybe plausable, give it enough rules to make it interesting, be consistent and then shut the fuck up about it.
Not to mention almost outdoing Jeremy Allen White in the Sexy Chef dept in The Bear.
Back in my day rappers shot each other in Vegas.
I maintain that Big Bang could have been 6 seasons of a great show but it was 12 of mediocrity.
Its on my lotto list to hire someone to go through and cut out every story arc and joke that doesnt add to the character progression.
Wallet front right, phone left front, keys either left knee or left rear (if no cargo pockets), work keys around my neck on a lanyard. If they arent there I have lost them and they must be found immediately.