LuckyStampede
LuckyStampede
LuckyStampede

I think I finally put my finger on what bothers me about this sort of outrage. Don’t get me wrong here, some furor over this is certainly warranted. This is not just sexist, it’s bafflingly sexist. It’s marketing sexism as an (ugly) fashion statement to women. How did this happen? How does this keep happening?

I love the flop-kick at the end. Not a flip-kick. He might have been going for a flip-kick. However, the result was clearly a flop-kick.

...okay, I like the Jared Leto Joker, but that’s awesome.

Who can forget this gem?

I think it has something to do with how, at their extremes, all emotions become their antithesis. Enough joy can make you bawl. Enough rage can make you eerily calm. Likewise, enough despair can make you oddly giddy. It’s less than zero hope, where any sense of control, where even the hope of hope has fled, and at

The United States IS the greatest country in the world...but let me give an appropriate Harry Potter quote

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I will illustrate my problem with Shyamalan by stating that I have never written or directed a movie before, and then doing a better job than him. With the same material.

Well, I try for option 1 most of the time. The problem is when I forget to bring something like my smartphone or a good book. Asperger’s complicates things too in a different way, since I’m highly perceptive to things out of the ordinary around me and, while I have a good academic grasp of social norms, I often miss

It doesn’t matter. But I have severe ADHD and Asperger’s syndrome, so a lot of things like this are coping mechanisms. If something catches my interest, I find it near impossible to tear away from it, and if I notice something out of the ordinary about someone I tend to zero in on them as I try to puzzle it out,

You guys are totally missing it. The Joker’s real name is “Pudding Tame”. Ask him again and he’ll tell you the same.

Ah, well, I get that. I do. It’s just that I’m the complete opposite. I tend to bare my painful stories to anyone who will listen for five minutes. Not because I’m some insanely confident extrovert, but because I’m so introverted and nervous that I’ve come out the other side. I’m the kind of person will ask people in

I can tell you: They do, but as someone who just said that he asks those sort of questions, I can tell you that that’s one case where I don’t ask. Other people are even more restrained than me so they probably just have no idea what to say about it.

Despite extensive charity work, military service, almost-zero actual political power, and land ownership that constitutes a net profit for the United Kingdom, look at how many people still think the British royal family “does nothing,” and even the constant calls to have the monarchy eliminated entirely and their

I’m personally a fan of artful asymmetry. It’s why my hair is two different colors split evenly down the middle.

I do that, but mainly because I have both a genuine interest and a lack of impulse control. I love to hear people’s stories behind their scars, tattoos, odd skin colors, etc, because it’s a major, visible part of who they are. I try to be polite about it though, but what would you consider a good approach for that?

Nyarlathotep. I’m telling you.

I have a serious question for anyone who has seen it: How bad are the ants?

Don’t forget all the people who aren’t participating in the workplace because fuck it.

I can’t grow too concerned about this. Not because it’s not a little sad that anyone in this day and age believes that, but because it’s only 28%. Generally, if it’s less than 30% I think “Oh, so, only idiots.”