I love it with all of my body especially my upper lip.
Heaven is a sausage party.
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We were watching some idiot or other planning to escape a deathtrap headed over Niagara Falls and she told me "look at how he's holding his hands when they put on the chains, he's already got them most of the way out and he's not even on the raft yet!" She showed me how to get out of handcuffs (the trick is making your wrists as big as possible when they're going on, if you were curious) and told me how she ruined the ring trick for an entire afternoon crowd because she was pissed at her partner that day.
Once you start to Look For The Strings, you can't just enjoy entertainment. After all, everything is fiction created by people and held together by the little things the audience isn't supposed to see. My uncle is a lighting guy, and he taught me all the silly little things you're not supposed to look at. I gobbled up everything I could find about foley artists as soon as I learned that was a thing, and started listening for their work everywhere. While the audience is listening, visuals sneak in sideways. When they're looking, the sounds are the strings holding the illusion together.
There are Strings in real life, too. Governments only work because we all agree they do, even our currency is a form of collective make believe. And sure, you could burn the whole stage down. You could kill all the Magicians and send everyone home, but it's better to be at the show. Just, once in a while, something on stage isn't going the way it should, and the people who Look For The Strings are the people who will see it first, and the people who are best suited to fixing the problem. The goal isn't, shouldn't be, to end it all. The goal should be to make the illusion work for everyone, not to victimize the assistants or traumatize the audience. And yes, the metaphor is getting stretched beyond recognition at this point, but the show must go on.
Fuck Them. The rock polisher changes you into something that other people find appealing. Let them dive head first into the machine if it’s what they want to do. Plot your escape; make good your escape. Be wrong—vigorously, go to somewhere that makes you uncomfortable, find something important to do and do it like it’s the last thing you’ll do.
heh, if you think the sexual revolution is complete try having a sexuality that is outside the norm.
TrumpScript™ – Making Python Great Again!
-No floating point numbers, only integers. America never does anything halfway.
-All numbers must be strictly greater than 1 million. The small stuff is inconsequential to us.
-There are no import statements allowed. All code has to be home-grown and Amerian made.
-Instead of "True" and "False," we have "fact" and "lie"
-Only the most popular English words, Drumpf's favorite words, and current politician names can be used as variable names.
-Error messages are mostly quotes directly taken from Drumpf himself.
-All programs must end with "America is great."
-Our language will automatically correct Forbes' $4.5B to $10B
-In it's raw form, TrumpScript is not compatible with Windows, because Drumpf isn't the type of guy to believe in PC
-The language is completely case insensitive