ibishtyok
ibishtyok
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ibishtyok · 21 hours ago
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still thinking about that r/hypotheticalsituation post where someone was like "what if a potato chip spawned somewhere randomly in the world. and every hour the number of potato chips at that location would double. and the only way to get rid of them for good would be to eat all of the potato chips before they doubled again." and someone calculated that it would only take like, 48 hours of people ignoring a weird pile of potato chips before an absolutely irreconcilable number of potato chips was blanketing a city.
and then people were like "no wait if it spawns randomly in the world, it's highly likely it would be in an ocean" and then people were debating whether there were enough small fish swimming at the surface in the open ocean that would be able to eat a potato chip and thus save humanity from the potato chip apocalypse.
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ibishtyok · 15 days ago
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Melancholy (1885/Etching) - Edmund Joseph Sullivan
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ibishtyok · 15 days ago
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kdybych měl stroj času a měl pouze jednu možnost ho použít, šel bych potkat husa abych zjistil jestli "přijímal pod obojí" jestli víte co myslim
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ibishtyok · 17 days ago
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can I get a job as an editor but the only thing I do is correct when someone uses the word "prone" when they mean "supine"
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ibishtyok · 18 days ago
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ibishtyok · 18 days ago
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bro last night was totally redacted! last night was fully expunged from the record. bro, do you... can you remember last night? what did we do...? what did... did we hurt someone? bro? why won't you look at me? what did I do...? whose blood is this...? bro...?
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ibishtyok · 18 days ago
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ibishtyok · 22 days ago
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If you’ve tried to reach out to me in the last 7-8 years and I didn’t get back to you I’m medicated now and I’ll be reaching out to you shortly
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ibishtyok · 24 days ago
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ibishtyok · 25 days ago
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this wouldn't be happening if i had a mentor that was deeply interested in me and my life and guided me with a firm hand even when i was overwhelmed. whatever.
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ibishtyok · 25 days ago
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I am a huge fan of retiring to my quarters
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ibishtyok · 26 days ago
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ibishtyok · 26 days ago
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Iwasaki Tsuneo
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ibishtyok · 26 days ago
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Funniest thing about the "chai tea" meaning "tea tea" to me is that I'm Czech and the Czech word for tea is "čaj" which is pronounced "chai" and you know what we actually - no joke - call chai tea?
"chai čaj"
We literally call it chai chai we DO call it tea tea we literally pronounce it chai chai it's a thing
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ibishtyok · 27 days ago
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ibishtyok · 27 days ago
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ibishtyok · 27 days ago
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There’s a pack of feral children that roam the complex I live in. It’s genuinely fucking annoying, they stand unmoving in the face of cars, harass my cats in the sliding glass door, get into our patio bins, and wreak general havoc. Also snoop on my betrothed and I making out, over which I’m the saltiest.
But one aspect of summertime is all the little chalk drawings they leave everywhere. As this is not any of the aforementioned acts of mischief I thoroughly approve of chalk time.
Each day my betrothed and I would sally forth on what they called, “our government mandated walk” and stroll through a gallery of chalk creations.
I think we noticed about the same time as we walked through the complex to the road that amidst the rainbows and nuclear families there was a disturbing repeated phrase.
“Not a lie.”
Over and over, not a lie, not a lie; in various colors and sizes, the same phrase. It looked like a pastel cult. Or like someone trying to escape Aperture Science.
All summer the rains would wash the concrete clean and each new wave of chalk would be accompanied by a new peal of “not a lie”s. We speculated wildly for months over the “not a lie” phrase. What wasn’t a lie? Why weren’t parents concerned about this bizarre obsessive repetition?
Then one day, coming home from our walk, we heard a parent call, “Natalie!”
Simultaneously our eyes widened and we whipped our heads toward each other to say in rapt tones, “Not a lie!”
We still like to creepily whisper “not a lie” in discordant tones like cult followers, but it’s funny knowing it’s just a kids name.
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