Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
There are three entire albums like that. Mega Ran, Mega Ran 9, and Mega Ran 10, the same rapper (Random, who goes by Mega Ran when he's doing Mega Man stuff) also did a Final Fantasy album.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
This guy has actual signal controller equipment including video actuation cameras.
Even I gotta say that's overkill, but damned if it isn't cool.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Crouse-Hinds why did you make such pretty traffic lights
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Amazon.com and the Insufferable Jackass in: Train Trouble! Chapter 7
It was a wet-but-no-longer-actively-raining Tuesday evening as Amazon.com, The Insufferable Jackass, and their companion The Conductor checked in at the Hotel California.
"We'll have a double, please. Just the one night," Amazon.com told the woman at the front desk.
"I'm not sharing a bed with him," said The Insufferable Jackass.
Amazon.com sighed. "Can we get a roll-away bed too, please?"
"Who gets the roll-away? The Conductor should get the roll-away because his name's not in the title of this story."
"Jackie, if it weren't for you and your damn cigarette, we wouldn't be in this situation in the first place. So you're going to sleep on the roll-away and you're going to like it."
"Ugh, whatever."
"I'll show you to your room now," said the host, handing Amazon.com and The Insufferable Jackass each a key card. "This way, please."
The host led them down a long corridor toward a staircase. Near the foot of the stairs was a door marked Emergency Exit Only.
"Amazon.com!" The Insufferable Jackass whispered, nudging her as he spoke. "There's the door. That's our way out of this place!"
"Jackie, I told you! There's nothing wrong with this hotel. We're staying the night and that's final."
"Maybe you're staying, but I sure as hell ain't! There were voices down corridor! I thought I heard them say--"
"I charged this on your debit card, you know."
"Fuck it, we'll spend the night."
At last the trio reached their room, number 236. Amazon.com swiped her keycard and unlocked the door.
"Here you are," said the host. "Feel free to call the front desk if you need anything."
As the host headed back downstairs, Amazon.com and her companions looked around at their home for the night. The room's threadbare carpet looked as though it hadn't been replaced in 30 years, and the sheets on all three beds were stained and tattered. But there was one thing more apparent than anything else.
"How is it so fucking hot in here?" said The Insufferable Jackass.
"Let's see." The Conductor wandered over to the room's air conditioning unit. From the sound of it, the poor machine was chugging away as hard as it can, but it did very little to lessen the intense July heat. The Conductor twisted the knob back and forth a few times to no avail, before eventually it came right off in his hand.
"I think this is broken," he said at last.
"No worries," said Amazon.com. "I'll call the front desk and ask them to give us a different room."
Amazon.com picked up the receiver of the bedside telephone. "That's strange, no dial tone."
"Um, Amazon...?" Jackie pulled at the phone cord, revealing a frayed end that had quite obviously been chewed through.
Amazon.com sighed. "I'll just go down to the front desk and ask in person, I guess." She wandered out the door and down the stairs. She got lost for just a moment, but found the emergency exit The Insufferable Jackass had pointed out earlier and used that to orient herself toward the desk.
"Can I help you?" asked the host.
"Well, yes. My friends and I are in room 236, you see...but our air conditioner is broken. Can we have a different room?"
"You're the ones with the roll-away bed, correct?"
"Well, yes."
"Afraid I can't move you then. We only have one roll-away left and it's in 236."
Amazon.com laughed.
"What's so funny?" asked the host.
"Well, it's a roll-away bed, right?"
"Yes."
"So, can't you just roll it away to another room?"
"Look, lady. The wheels on that bed have been rusted together since this place flooded back in '99. If I could move the bed, I would, but as it is, it's staying in 236, and so are you! Good day, ma'am!"
"You can't do this! I'm a paying customer--"
"I SAID GOOD DAY!"
"See if I ever offer you expedited shipping again, asshole!" Amazon.com turned and indignantly stomped back up to room 236. She swiped her keycard and threw open the door.
"So are we getting another room?"
"Bedtime. All of us." Amazon.com said matter-of-factly. She punched the wall, but that just hurt her hand, which made her even angrier, so she picked up the broken phone and threw it at the broken air conditioner...which somehow made it start working again.
"Amazon.com! You did it! Now we probably won't die of heat stroke in our sleep at all!"
"Uh-huh," said Amazon.com, before flopping down on her bed. "Good night."
"What's gotten into her?" asked the Conductor.
"Eh, you know online retailers...I think it's Cyber Monday for her, if you know what I mean."
"I...do not," replied the Conductor. "But nevermind that, let's get to bed."
As everyone was tired from the events of the day, it didn't take long for all three adventurers to fall asleep. But one of our heroes would soon be woken in the night by a strange noise...
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i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
oh shit, i just realized I never showed this to squid.
i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
ugh. Looking through my old music (especially features) is painful sometimes.
So after renaming "Intertidal" (to "At the Heart of the Sea"), I am officially done with the second volume of Adventures in Low Fidelity.
It turned out a sea-centered concept album, somehow. It also reminds me a bit of DJ Shadow's Endtroducing...., especially the last three tracks.
A: Because ponies go well with everything.
It's been a long time since I last saw a Touhouthing.
I suspect they will return when the new game drops, whenever it decides to do so.
counselor troi
Jake AMERICAN
FREEDOM IS NOT FREE
you break it, you bought it
you can't get freedom for free
you won't get wise with the sleep still in your eyes
no matter what your dream might be
Oh yeah
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
I will write fanfic explaining how this came to be. This I swear
Chapter 7
Previous Chapters: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6]
It was a wet-but-no-longer-actively-raining Tuesday evening as Amazon.com, The Insufferable Jackass, and their companion The Conductor checked in at the Hotel California.
"We'll have a double, please. Just the one night," Amazon.com told the woman at the front desk.
"I'm not sharing a bed with him," said The Insufferable Jackass.
Amazon.com sighed. "Can we get a roll-away bed too, please?"
"Who gets the roll-away? The Conductor should get the roll-away because his name's not in the title of this story."
"Jackie, if it weren't for you and your damn cigarette, we wouldn't be in this situation in the first place. So you're going to sleep on the roll-away and you're going to like it."
"Ugh, whatever."
"I'll show you to your room now," said the host, handing Amazon.com and The Insufferable Jackass each a key card. "This way, please."
The host led them down a long corridor toward a staircase. Near the foot of the stairs was a door marked Emergency Exit Only.
"Amazon.com!" The Insufferable Jackass whispered, nudging her as he spoke. "There's the door. That's our way out of this place!"
"Jackie, I told you! There's nothing wrong with this hotel. We're staying the night and that's final."
"Maybe you're staying, but I sure as hell ain't! There were voices down corridor! I thought I heard them say--"
"I charged this on your debit card, you know."
"Fuck it, we'll spend the night."
At last the trio reached their room, number 236. Amazon.com swiped her keycard and unlocked the door.
"Here you are," said the host. "Feel free to call the front desk if you need anything."
As the host headed back downstairs, Amazon.com and her companions looked around at their home for the night. The room's threadbare carpet looked as though it hadn't been replaced in 30 years, and the sheets on all three beds were stained and tattered. But there was one thing more apparent than anything else.
"How is it so fucking hot in here?" said The Insufferable Jackass.
"Let's see." The Conductor wandered over to the room's air conditioning unit. From the sound of it, the poor machine was chugging away as hard as it can, but it did very little to lessen the intense July heat. The Conductor twisted the knob back and forth a few times to no avail, before eventually it came right off in his hand.
"I think this is broken," he said at last.
"No worries," said Amazon.com. "I'll call the front desk and ask them to give us a different room."
Amazon.com picked up the receiver of the bedside telephone. "That's strange, no dial tone."
"Um, Amazon...?" Jackie pulled at the phone cord, revealing a frayed end that had quite obviously been chewed through.
Amazon.com sighed. "I'll just go down to the front desk and ask in person, I guess." She wandered out the door and down the stairs. She got lost for just a moment, but found the emergency exit The Insufferable Jackass had pointed out earlier and used that to orient herself toward the desk.
"Can I help you?" asked the host.
"Well, yes. My friends and I are in room 236, you see...but our air conditioner is broken. Can we have a different room?"
"You're the ones with the roll-away bed, correct?"
"Well, yes."
"Afraid I can't move you then. We only have one roll-away left and it's in 236."
Amazon.com laughed.
"What's so funny?" asked the host.
"Well, it's a roll-away bed, right?"
"Yes."
"So, can't you just roll it away to another room?"
"Look, lady. The wheels on that bed have been rusted together since this place flooded back in '99. If I could move the bed, I would, but as it is, it's staying in 236, and so are you! Good day, ma'am!"
"You can't do this! I'm a paying customer--"
"I SAID GOOD DAY!"
"See if I ever offer you expedited shipping again, asshole!" Amazon.com turned and indignantly stomped back up to room 236. She swiped her keycard and threw open the door.
"So are we getting another room?"
"Bedtime. All of us." Amazon.com said matter-of-factly. She punched the wall, but that just hurt her hand, which made her even angrier, so she picked up the broken phone and threw it at the broken air conditioner...which somehow made it start working again.
"Amazon.com! You did it! Now we probably won't die of heat stroke in our sleep at all!"
"Uh-huh," said Amazon.com, before flopping down on her bed. "Good night."
"What's gotten into her?" asked the Conductor.
"Eh, you know online retailers...I think it's Cyber Monday for her, if you know what I mean."
"I...do not," replied the Conductor. "But nevermind that, let's get to bed."
As everyone was tired from the events of the day, it didn't take long for all three adventurers to fall asleep. But one of our heroes would soon be woken in the night by a strange noise...
TO BE CONTINUED
it was
JAMES HETFIELD