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“If I met you in real life…” Finish it in my ask.
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I fucking hate my life.
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How are these all the same person? What the hell, Aaron?? hahaha
Robert Downey Jr. wants to teach you math!
Robert Downey Jr. has been all over the publicity circuit to hype up The Avengers. Browsing his various photo ops, we noticed an unexpected constant: When waving to crowds or paparazzi, RDJ often holds up a different number of fingers. Is this a signal? Is he silently alerting us to his prediction for his film’s worldwide box office, in billions? No, we have decided that what he’s actually doing is using his red carpet time to also teach today’s grade schoolers how to do simple arithmetic. By combining some of his brandished numbers, you get a wonderful math primer that kids can learn from … while also begging their parents to take them to see The Avengers, in 3-D! Sesame Street has nothing on Iron Man.
(Source: New York Magazine - Vulture)
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Good catch. Thank you, Anon. :]
Just started a Harry Potter fanfic.
It’s going to be one where Harry’s relatives loved him, and taught him to be wary of the wizarding world that killed his parents. He’s going to be a Slytherin. I hope to do all 7 years. Not sure what the ship will be, but it won’t be Hinny or Harmony. Most likely won’t even be a Gryffindor, though he may be friends, or at least acquaintances with some. Not Ron though, as he hates anything Slytherin.
so now that Chris Evans has twitter is he just going to tweet about his daily life?
“just helped a little old lady cross the street”
“just played catch with an orphan”
“just saved a cat from a burning building”
“the cat didnt make it but I smiled and it came back to life”
“then i helped clean up the debris from the burning building”
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I absolutely love, love, how I cannot attempt to have an intellectual conversation with my dad and uncle, without being accused of using “all that philosophical bullshit.” It wasn’t bullshit. I was trying to figure out who decided that curse words are bad. My dad goes, “It’s just wrong.” (says the brother of the guy accusing me of said bullshit.)
I tried to say, “No it’s socially unacceptable, not wrong. Murder is wrong. Saying shit isn’t wrong.” You think that (assuming you believe in God) God isn’t going to let you into heaven because you cussed too much? No! It was probably some political asshole who decided, “Oh, hell is a bad word, unless you use it meaning the place of punishment. And damn is a bad word, unless it’s God damning somebody. And ass is a bad word, unless it’s a donkey. And fuck is a bad word, even worse than the others (for no apparent reason whatsoever)”
I mean, doesn’t that sound like the average political bullshit to you?
But no, They can’t put up with my bullshit because they’re tired, and it’s annoying. I’m sorry that this dumbass over here who dropped out of college would still like to have a conversation where I can learn, instead of talking about rock music, farting, and objectifying women. I’m sorry that my need to be able to use my slightly higher-than-average I.Q., especially since my perpetual laziness prevents me from using it in a proper learning place has annoyed you.
And curse words were only the tip of the iceberg. I tried to talk about how I read online that there are something like endorphins in your brain that help you be more susceptible to music, and that they fade as your life goes by, which could explain why or parents generation hates rap, and their parents hated rock, and so forth.
But “It’s not an age thing, old people and young people like rock.” I said, “I’m not talking about young people. Young people will like anything they hear on the radio (partially because of said endorphins), I’m talking about how older people have less of an inclination toward accepting new things.”
“Well I can’t put up with your shit right now. I don’t have the energy for it.”
Maybe humor will help me salvage some dignity (as well as respect toward these two dunderheads (the best word Severus Snape ever uttered. lol)) “That’s because you’re old.” There, nice, easy, everyday, simplistic humor that even these two can’t not get.
“No, it’s because I’m on my feet working, all day, seven days a week.” -facepalm-
“Well, younger people could do that and still have the energy for an intellectual conversation, if they weren’t all half brain-dead, and unable to have such a conversation.” (I don’t mean you, my lovely followers. You are all smart , it’s the other teenagers/young adults who are half brain-dead. :] )
God, sometimes I wish I was the son of Bill Gates, or Jessie Eisenberg Mark Zuckerberg. It’d be nice to be able to talk to somebody with an I.Q. higher than Patrick Star.
