people seem to forget that barrys first thought when he wakes up naked in his newest body post wonderland is to assume that he had a wild fucking foursome with THB and honestly………. in terms of forgotten fandom facts its a tragedy this is one of them
the next time you think you’re lonely, just remember you have about 25 billion white blood cells in your body protecting your sorry little ass with their life. you have 25 billion friends who would die for you. no need for tears.
thank you osmosis jones
My immune system tried to kill me though.
Jordan just remember you had twenty five billion enemies trying to kill you and you’ve survived them all
Take THAT you tiny goddamn sons of bitches.
i have 25 billion confused citizens fighting amongst themselves over whether or not to smash the state, and it makes me feel uncertain
jesse you’re such a punk rebel even your cells want to smash the system
One of the most sacred events at ICP concerts is a sort of communion known as the “Faygo Shower.” Basically, band members spray members of the audience with soda.
But not just any soda. Faygo is a soda brand local to Detroit, where ICP originated— they even reference the soft drink in their lyrics. And so, as part of their devotion to Juggalo life, fans drink the stuff by the bucketful. Faygo tries to keep a healthy distance from Juggalos, but the company certainly benefited from the face-painted consumers.
ICP has helped a company thrive, a company started by Jewish immigrants.
Faygo is short for Feigenson— yes, really. The Faygo website euphemistically describes brothers Ben and Perry as “Russian immigrants,” but a quick Google search will confirm the obvious. In 1907 they began their bottling business, and soon began flavoring soda water with frosting flavors (they were originally bakers). And like something out of a novel about Jews making it in America, they shortened their name to something completely alien sounding to help the product sell. The company stayed in the family until the 1980s, and while it now belongs to the National Beverage Company (they own the likes of LaCroix and Shasta), Faygo is still headquartered in Detroit.
And so, the Insane Clown Posse, admittedly unwittingly, votes with their pocketbooks, and in their semi-obscure, highly regional, and affordable beverage of choice is one brought to us by the very people the Neo-Nazis stand against: Jews, and immigrants.
this is an amazing article but it gets one very salient point wrong: shaggy 2 dope isn’t white. he’s cherokee. he’s very proud of his heritage. important context
Literally nothing will ever be as satisfying as the 4 minute long fight sequence in Kingsman: The Secret Service, in which Colin Firth mercilessly wastes an entire Westboro Basptist Church like congregation as the guitar solo from Lynard Skynard’s 1973 anthem Freebird plays in the background.
This was the best career move Colin Firth ever made
absolutely fucking iconic
You are all forgetting some thing:
What he says to a member of the Westboro Baptist Churchy Club when he gets up to leave.
“I’m a catholic whore, currently enjoying congress out of wedlock with my black, Jewish boyfriend, who works at a military abortion clinic. So, hail Satan, and have a lovely day, madam.”
honestly “i’ll do whatever you want” “then perish” is the single most powerful exchange possible in the english language and it’s from some bizarre “hewwo” obama rp
And there was that other post where someone dreamt that Obama said “violence for violence is the rule of beasts” like what is it about Obama that makes people come up with such raw fucking dialogue for him
my mother had a dream where he lived in the forest and she had a cigarette with him and he said “to become god is the loneliest achievement of them all” and put it out and walked into the mist and i’ve never fucking forgotten that
1) This guy is THE MOST creative storyteller I have EVER SEEN on social media – and that’s not hyperbole, because the thought and care that went into this is so good!
or
2) He finna actually die.
Either way, this is such a good way to spend your lunchbreak. Please go on this journey.
Your gender is: THE ANGEL RAMIEL FROM NEON GENESIS EVANGELION
Your gender is: UNDER CONSTRUCTION
Your gender is not yet finished! They’re still working on it – check back in a bit.
Your gender is: THE INKY VOID BETWEEN STARS
Your gender is the void that exists between celestial bodies. It is not completely empty, but consists of a hard vacuum containing a low density of particles, predominantly a plasma of hydrogen and helium as well as electromagnetic radiation, magnetic fields, neutrinos, dust and cosmic rays.
Your gender is: THREE
Your gender is the natural number following 2 and preceding 4. It is prime.
Your gender is; ALL/NONE OF THEM
You exist in a state of quantum superposition, causing all of your many potential genders to be simultaneously colocated in both space and time. It is theoretically possible to measure either the position or momentum of your genderblob, but ascertaining both at the same time is prevented by the very laws of physics that keep the universe intact. I hope you’re pleased with yourself.
so gender
wow
much anti cultrul nroms
perf eyes
many cute
wow
I’m a fucking cube and IT EVEN MENTIONS THAT IT’S ONE OF THE FIVE PLATONIC SOLIDS I can’t even this is literally the most accurate gender quiz I’ve ever seen.
Okay kids pull up a chair and learn how Auntie Systlin took her chemistry minor and habit of collecting neat virgin glassware and figured out how to brew potentially lethal hyper-espresso in her kitchen.
This is going to be long as hell so I’ll put the goods after the cut.
Note that this evolved from doing my best to figure out how to approximate Funranium Lab’s Black Blood of the Earth brew. I’d read the glowing reviews online, but being naturally cheap, couldn’t quite bring myself to drop the $$$.
And then my eyes wandered to my shelf of virgin labware equipment and I went “Hey…I bet I can just make my own.”
Based on Herr Direktor’s notes on the Funranium labs website, I tinkered and fooled about and eventually came up with my own brew that, if not Black Blood of the Earth, will punch you in the face and leave you smelling colors.
I also feel compelled to state that this drink should never ever be combined with an equal portion of vodka for a concoction known as “Death Shots”, however oddly tasty the combination is.
Unless you’re @simonalkenmayer and are immune to most forms of poison, of course.
just moving along like everyone else 