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For series I love detective series watched criminal minds, Jonathan Creek, forever, bones, the mentalist, psych(hated it) , dexter, blacklist. Would also love comedy and sci-fi.
Any cool animations that you think most people haven't watched.
Thank you all who will take time to read this and suggest. Feel free to comment or send a chat request.
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Hi there!
I’d like to recommend and promote a YouTube chanel!
Random (his user name) is a Hungarian true-crime youtuber, with over 100K subsciber on his Hungarian chanel. Now he’d decided to extend his videos worldwide but with much more details than previosly! The very first video is available now about The mysterious death of Mary Reeser and the spontaneous human combustion!
Come and check it out!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=19OF4fgv9qo

Hi there!
I’d like to recommend and promote a YouTube chanel!
Random (his user name) is a Hungarian true-crime youtuber, with over 100K subsciber on his Hungarian chanel. Now he’d decided to extend his videos worldwide but with much more details than previosly! The very first video is available now about The mysterious death of Mary Reeser and the spontaneous human combustion!
Come and check it out!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=19OF4fgv9qo

I watched this entire series and am aggravated for a multitude of reasons. Obviously, the content is very aggravating, but the way the docuseries was edited and paced was also fucking horrible. It's honestly on-par with the quality and care of true crime mukbangs.
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The entire first half of the series is from the father's point of view. Having seen the latter half, where it's basically been confirmed that she was indeed a child, I think doing this was horrible. Either they were actually entertaining his ideas, or they were using him as bait of sorts so that people can be shocked when they present the supposed truth later on. Not only that, but they do not pursue enough expert opinions throughout the entirety of the series. They show a discussion with a doctor near the end.
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Did anyone else feel like it was seriously disappointing that they don't consult with any doctors that have been removed from the situation? Doctors that work specifically with different kinds of dwarfism? Psychologists? CHILD psychologists? I'm not even in the psych field but a lot of the behavior described is very clear to me that she definitely had behavioral issues due to the environments she has been in! Orphanages and being adopted multiple times would no doubt cause some sort of abandonment issues at the very least. No less in a family that sees their son as a cash cow. Along with that, the entire thing about her being physically developed made me so angry. Is it possible she was a few years older than claimed? Maybe. It is also possible that dwarfism (a condition that impacts development) could also contribute to a slightly earlier puberty? I think so. But we can't know because they don't even question what is told by this Shane Dawson-adjacent father. They don't even get a child psychologist to talk about the potential developments that occur from childhood SA (which conveniently line up with a lot of Natalia's actions).
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I also found the conversations with the neighbors to be ridiculous. All of them talking about how evil and eerie and abandoned special needs child is. Letting this old hag go on for almost an hour about how crazy she was and how she was preying on her grandchildren very much aggravated me. All of the behavior they are describing is soooo self-explanatory for a child-- let alone a child in the environments she was in. She knew no boundaries because she was never taught them and had no adults in her life. Even when the old lady caught her in her house, all she was doing was looking for food? If she was a grown adult looking to be malicious, why would she be getting food, and why would she just accept that she was wrong when getting caught? It doesn't make sense. The editing of this doc, and keeping so many of these people's comments makes me sick. It is so disrespectful to this little girl who has been through so much. The entire thing about this that doesn't make sense is that even if Natalia was indeed 22, mentally it was VERY clear to me even in the short videos we see that she was mentally still a child. It makes absolutely no sense why they have all these people coming on camera to talk poorly about someone that was an abandoned child. Was the intent to villainize them as well?
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Another layer of this is just the gall of opening these wounds for Natalia. This girl was gaslit so much throughout her childhood. And now we are giving a platform to her abusers. Millions of people are tuning in to hear the "perspective" of her abuser while he abdicated all responsibility. It makes me sick to my stomach. I've seen so many people discussing this docuseries that have seemed to miss so much information; there are many discussions I've seen misrepresenting parts of the doc and saying "well I think this is proof she's a grown adult." Just sooo irresponsible.
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I don't know. What do you guys think?

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The Kalamazoo Department of Public Safety (KDPS) and a local luxury residential and commercial developer are teaming up to build a ‘real-time crime center’ that would give Kalamazoo police live access to security cameras in the city.
This mass surveillance system will use “automatic license plate readers, private security cameras, doorbell cameras, traffic cameras, body cameras, and other emergency response platforms” in addition to the cameras currently owned by the city. It will be used to harass, arrest, imprison and inflict violence upon Kalamazoo’s community, especially the most vulnerable. Its purpose, made obvious by the its private backer, is to protect the property of downtown developers at the expense of the rights of Kalamazoo’s people.
More info here.
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Sign our petition & contact the Commission,
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• Reject the proposal and decline the grant provided by the Peregrine Company.
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• Make proactive moves to ban the use of racist facial recognition technology in the City of Kalamazoo.
• Disclose the results from the secretive January 2023 trial of this technology.
• Engage the community with a public discussion period.

I encourage all of those who value privacy and basic civil rights to speak out against this proposal. We cannot allow Big Brother to set up shop in our community, opening the door for even more invasive measures and inflicting even more violence on the poorest in our community.

DRAG RACE!
Chronologica struts the runway wearing a cosplay of Twilight Sparkle, from my little pony.
Neigh!
Welcome to Drag Race.
Pot O’Pyrite, welcome back to the show!
“Pleasure to be back.” Pyrite grins.
Rachelle, Floss, what festival would YOU host?
“Ballroom, baby.”
“KAKITIKA KITI KA KA, OW!!!” Floss chants.
Rachelle blinks.
For our Challenge, our racers were tasked with curating their own festivals.
And on the runway, they’ll be wearing Carnival Couture looks.
It’s TIME!
~
Category is… Carnival Couture.
Dressed as the circus tent itself, Aguacate steps out in a full length, red and white striped gown. She herself is the ringleader, with a cane, top hat, and thin black mustache. At the end of the runway, she opens up her tent and invites everyone to come inside her circus!
She’s wide open.
Zazu Nova arrives in a fitted bodysuit adorned with fluffy cotton candy-like trim in a pastel pink shade, with a plunging neckline and cutouts on the sides and back. To complement the cotton candy theme, a wig made of fluffy curly pastel pink hair, decorated with cotton candy-like ornaments, sparkling glitter, and glossy lips, complete the look with a smiling Zazu.
“I’m hungry.” Floss laughs.
Yasmin struts out in a preppy white cricket player’s uniform, with white trousers, a shirt, and a knit jumper, and swings a cricket bat enthusiastically. As she finishes her swing, white Carnival feathers swoop out dramatically into wide decorative plumage, presenting the perfect combo of cricket and carnival, representative of Guyana’s Mashramani Festival.
“Ooooh….” Pyrite gasps.
In a huge plumed look in green, with a massive headdress and glistening jewels all over her body, Granny Gorgeous is ready for the festival, baby! She sambas and dances as she twirls through the stage, serving Brazilian Carnival.
“Dance, bitch!” Floss cheers.
Referencing the Italian Commedia dell'arte movement, Fiore Stravaganza enters with a face mask and a jester look, in a satin style with huge puffy sleeves. She takes off her mask to reveal a painted clown face with a smile.
“Oh, I love a Commedia dell'arte reference.” Pyrite smirks.
Jaslene Bangus has become a big top! She is a big red striped big top tent, wearing a gorgeous little mini dress that twirls along with her as she walks through the stage, with fluffy red hair and a smile upon her face.
Brittany’s back?
Showcasing a look for the Mombasa Carnival, King Omari Star wears a look of bright yellows, orange and greens, with a huge headpiece like a bird, and a bare chest that is covered in various chains. He’s got a massive cape that flows as he walks, and a huge smile.
“Cape King.” Rachelle moans.
~
Hi Racers.
This week, nobody is safe.
Starting with… Aguacate and Granny.
The two grin.
You were a chaotic duo.
“Me?” Aguacate gasps. “Chaotic?!”
And I loved it. It was fun, it was entertaining- you delivered here, and I really was happy with it.
“I had such a fun time with this.” Granny smiles. “It was a pleasure.”
Great job, the both of you.
The two grin.
Fiore and Jaslene.
The two look at each other and smile.
“I feel like this was off.” Pyrite purses his lips. “For me, it was just a crappy concept.”
Fiore sighs, visibly displeased.
“I feel as if you were just- not doing enough. Your festival, for me- it wasn’t FUN. I needed fun.” Pyrite responds.
“I do- I did enjoy this.” Jaslene smiles. “And I really enjoyed our concept, and I did think I was having fun but I get the critiques.”
Fiore Stravaganza: “I wasn’t, but werk.”
Fiore shrugs.
Next up, Crayola and Yasmin.
The two look at Chronologica.
“For me…” Floss smiles. “You two really shined tonight.”
“Woo!” Yasmin cheers. “Fantabulous.”
Floss beams. “For me, you were here, you were delivering, you had fun- the two of you, and I was most interested in your festival.”
“Thank you.” Yasmin tears up.
“You have a natural charisma- Yasmin. And this week, you embraced what we needed, Crayola. I’m proud of you both.”
Finally, Omari and Zazu.
Omari stands tall, whilst Zazu smiles.
“I think the reality is you seem… off kilter.” Rachelle says. “And yes, it was a team challenge, but the reality was Omari- you were the weaker link.”
Omari looks frustrated, as the others look at him.
…
Fiore.
Jaslene.
Aguacate.
Granny.
You are… Safe. You may untuck in the platinum lounge.
The four look surprised.
Omari, Zazu, Crayola & Yasmin. Please stand on stage for further critique.
~
Fiore, Jaslene, Granny and Aguacate enter the werkroom.
“Safety!” Aguacate chuckles, grabbing her drink.
Fiore grabs a cocktail. “Yay.”
The four sit down.
“This was interesting.” Granny says.
Aguacate takes a sip of her drink and nods. "Definitely interesting. I didn't expect Omari and Zazu to end up in the bottom. They're usually strong competitors. I mean, Omari is. Zazu is pretty, though." Aguacate giggles.
Fiore rolls her eyes. "Pretty ugly maybe. Well, I'm not surprised. Omari has been struggling lately, and Zazu is just… fat to cut at this point. They deserved to be in the bottom."
“Omari seemed… pissed.” Jaslene adds.
“Oh, he was MAD.” Aguacate giggles.
Fiore takes a sip of her cocktail. "Well, it's about time Omari was challenged. I feel like he’s been coasting, so…”
Jaslene nods, taking out her hand to hold Fiore, who shakes her head. “I’m good.”
Jaslene frowns.
Granny sighs and shakes her head. "I don't like seeing anyone upset, darlings. Drag Race is a tough competition, and emotions can run high. Let's hope they both handle it with grace."
Fiore giggles, before sipping her drink.
Aguacate chuckles. "Fiore, always a tough critic. But hey, it's part of what makes you fierce.”
“Exactly.” Fiore nods. “I'm simply stating the facts. Drag Race is not a place for weak links, and I have no patience for those who can't keep up."
Jaslene Bangus: “Fiore isn’t talking about me, is it? Out of nowhere, she’s suddenly acting… colder.”
"So, what do we think about the upcoming lip sync? Any predictions?" Granny smiles.
Granny raises an eyebrow. "Hmm, it's hard to say. Both Omari and Zazu are fierce performers. I wouldn't be surprised if they bring the house down."
Aguacate smirks. "I have a feeling Omari is going to fight tooth and nail to stay. He's got that fire in him. It'll be an intense lip sync."
Jaslene nods. "Yeah, I can see that. But Zazu is no slouch either. She knows how to captivate an audience. It'll be a battle of fierce personalities."
“I think Omari is going to decimate that girl verbally.” Fiore adds. “I see them fighting.”
“Oh, they’ve already fought before, and..” Granny sighs.
Jaslene shrugs. “I mean, I just hope I’m in the room when it happens.”
Fiore smirks.
“Okay, let’s get drunk!” Aguacate yells, grabbing shot glasses. “TEQUILA!”
~
I want to talk further, and really analyze your performances.
Starting with… Crayola.
Crayola grins.
“I am really happy to have seen you going outside of your shell.” Rachelle nods. “Really commendable.”
“Thank you.” Crayola nods with a grin.
“You played the part of the straight man, and I think that was a fun choice.” Rachelle purses her lips. “But it did mean Yasmin was the more BRIGHT personality.”
Crayola nods.
Zazu.
“Hiya!” Zazu smiles.
I really do like your energy, Zazu. I feel like it’s a real positive and bright energy.
Zazu grins.
But I do want you to keep PUSHING yourself. I need a little more, and I do feel as if yes, you were in many ways brought down by your partner…
Omari looks over.
But, alternatively you struggled and have been struggling. I just… want to see you push it.
Zazu nods.
Yasmin.
Yasmin grins.
“It was a pleasure seeing you this week.” Pyrite says with a grin. “You were charming, you were fun, you were the highlight for me.”
Crayola looks over.
“Wow, I am so ever so pleased.” Yasmin beams.
“It was just- a simply put, masterclass in hosting.” Pyrite nods. “Well done.”
“Thank you.” Yasmin nods.
Omari.
“Baby.” Floss sighs. “This was a disappointing week, for me.”
“Okay.” Omari says. “I can see that.”
“You just- I saw you trying, but it didn’t come across authentic. I was wanting you to loosen up. Did you come up with this concept?” Floss asks.
King Omari Star: “Part of me wants to decimate Zazu on the stage. But…”
“It was a team effort.” Omari responds. “And I want to take accountability for MY performance- because yes, I didn’t meet the mark.”
Floss nods. “I want to see you shine, baby. You’re here to fight. Show it, but let yourself roll with these punches.”
Omari looks down and nods. “Thank you.”
Thanks, racers. Whilst we deliberate, you may untuck backstage in the Crystal Lounge, sponsored by Princess Papaya Tropical Drinks.
~
The four enter the Crystal lounge.
“Where’s my fabulous drink?” Yasmin smiles, grabbing her non-alcoholic drink.
The four sit down.
“So….” Crayola purses her lips. “How do we think we’re placing?”
“Clearly, we’re in the bottom.” Omari looks over at Zazu.
Zazu looks nervously for a second, before nodding.
“How do you feel about that, Omari?” Yasmin asks.
Yasmin Raiz: “He’s… a strong character. And I expect him to probably go at Zazu. I mean, Zazu looks it.”
Zazu looks at Omari.
Omari takes a deep breath and looks directly at Zazu. "I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. These… critiques." Omari begins. "And I realize that instead of being angry and frustrated, I should be using this opportunity to learn and grow. We're both here because we love drag, and we want to show the world what we're capable of. So, instead of dwelling on our flaws, let's embrace them and use them as fuel to give the performance of our lives in the lip sync."
Zazu's eyes widen in surprise, both she nods.
"You're right, Omari. Let's show them the fire that burns within us and give them a lip sync they'll never forget!" Zazu smiles. “I know we didn’t work it out, this week-”
“And I know that is a lot due to myself.” Omari nods. “So I own that.”
“It was me too.” Zazu responds. “But we’re both performers.”
“I live for the stage.” Omari lights up. “And it’s not something I fear, it’s an opportunity.”
“I think the same.” Zazu nods.
"Absolutely! You two have incredible talent, and I have no doubt that you can deliver an unforgettable performance. Just remember, it's not about being perfect; it's about showing your passion and giving it your all." Yasmin responds with a bright grin.
"I've been worried about this challenge, but seeing you two find strength in each other has inspired me. We're all in this together, and we can lift each other up." Crayola adds.
The others walk in, as the four look at each other.
“Oh, not a fight.” Jaslene chuckles.
“Why, were you worried?” Yasmin asks.
“Should we go prepare?” Omari looks at Zazu, who nods.
“I think it’ll be judged individually, and I am so happy to be here, but… I don’t feel like I did as good as you! You just have that… more crowd pleasing personality.” Crayola says with a smile.
Yasmin makes a face, before nodding.
Yasmin Raiz: “Is she shading myself?”
“I mean that with love, my dear.” Crayola adds. “You did fantastic.”
“Thanks.” Yasmin grins.
“Crayola, you really do remind me of what people think of teachers.” Jaslene smiles.
“Thank you.” Crayola grins.
Jaslene smirks.
Zazu turns to Omari with a smile. “Can we hug?”
Omari looks at Zazu. “...Do we have to?”
“We don’t.” Zazu chuckles. “I just want to fight here. Because… I do want this.” Zazu tears up. “My journey here has been challenging, but I love to perform. I love delivering these looks and you know, I see I am doing bad. But my parents- and my drag family, I know they have faith in me.”
“I think you’re a talent.” Omari responds, before exhaling. “I love drag with all my heart, and I want to show the world the passion that drives me. This lip sync is not just about staying in the competition; it's about reclaiming my power and reminding myself why I fell in love with drag in the first place."
“Heck yeah.” Zazu grins.
~
Welcome back, racers. I’ve made my decision.
Crayola Boxx, this week, you worked hard, and brought the spice.
Yasmin, we’re eating YOU UP!
Condragulations, you are BOTH the winner of this week’s challenge.
They smile, with Crayola looking particularly surprised.
Yasmin Raiz: “My WIN!!!” Yasmin cheers.
That means Zazu Nova and King Omari Star, I’m sorry my dears, but you are up for elimination.
The two look at each other.
The time has come… for you to lip sync to your life!
**Livin’ La Vida Loca by Ricky Martin starts to play**
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CN5hQOI\_\_10
Good luck… and don’t fuck it up!
Zazu Nova: “I know this is another week in the bottom. But I love to perform. This is my heart and soul, and I’m going to show it.”
King Omari Star: “It’s time to live La Vida Loca, baby.” Omari smirks.
~
Next Time!
“Racers, it’s time for an IMPROV CHALLENGE!” Rachelle Mirage cheers.
Aguacate gasps.
“I’m stuck in this house…” Granny looks around.
Fiore Stravaganza: “Real talk, it’s time we’re over.”
“A.E Girls?” Jaslene winks.
“Meh.” Fiore responds.
~
Stats
Voting
Spreadsheet

DRAG RACE!
Chronologica struts the runway wearing a cosplay of Twilight Sparkle, from my little pony.
Neigh!
Welcome to Drag Race.
Pot O’Pyrite, welcome back to the show!
“Pleasure to be back.” Pyrite grins.
Rachelle, Floss, what festival would YOU host?
“Ballroom, baby.”
“KAKITIKA KITI KA KA, OW!!!” Floss chants.
Rachelle blinks.
For our Challenge, our racers were tasked with curating their own festivals.
And on the runway, they’ll be wearing Carnival Couture looks.
It’s TIME!
~
Category is… Carnival Couture.
Dressed as the circus tent itself, Aguacate steps out in a full length, red and white striped gown. She herself is the ringleader, with a cane, top hat, and thin black mustache. At the end of the runway, she opens up her tent and invites everyone to come inside her circus!
She’s wide open.
Zazu Nova arrives in a fitted bodysuit adorned with fluffy cotton candy-like trim in a pastel pink shade, with a plunging neckline and cutouts on the sides and back. To complement the cotton candy theme, a wig made of fluffy curly pastel pink hair, decorated with cotton candy-like ornaments, sparkling glitter, and glossy lips, complete the look with a smiling Zazu.
“I’m hungry.” Floss laughs.
Yasmin struts out in a preppy white cricket player’s uniform, with white trousers, a shirt, and a knit jumper, and swings a cricket bat enthusiastically. As she finishes her swing, white Carnival feathers swoop out dramatically into wide decorative plumage, presenting the perfect combo of cricket and carnival, representative of Guyana’s Mashramani Festival.
“Ooooh….” Pyrite gasps.
In a huge plumed look in green, with a massive headdress and glistening jewels all over her body, Granny Gorgeous is ready for the festival, baby! She sambas and dances as she twirls through the stage, serving Brazilian Carnival.
“Dance, bitch!” Floss cheers.
Referencing the Italian Commedia dell'arte movement, Fiore Stravaganza enters with a face mask and a jester look, in a satin style with huge puffy sleeves. She takes off her mask to reveal a painted clown face with a smile.
“Oh, I love a Commedia dell'arte reference.” Pyrite smirks.
Jaslene Bangus has become a big top! She is a big red striped big top tent, wearing a gorgeous little mini dress that twirls along with her as she walks through the stage, with fluffy red hair and a smile upon her face.
Brittany’s back?
Showcasing a look for the Mombasa Carnival, King Omari Star wears a look of bright yellows, orange and greens, with a huge headpiece like a bird, and a bare chest that is covered in various chains. He’s got a massive cape that flows as he walks, and a huge smile.
“Cape King.” Rachelle moans.
~
Hi Racers.
This week, nobody is safe.
Starting with… Aguacate and Granny.
The two grin.
You were a chaotic duo.
“Me?” Aguacate gasps. “Chaotic?!”
And I loved it. It was fun, it was entertaining- you delivered here, and I really was happy with it.
“I had such a fun time with this.” Granny smiles. “It was a pleasure.”
Great job, the both of you.
The two grin.
Fiore and Jaslene.
The two look at each other and smile.
“I feel like this was off.” Pyrite purses his lips. “For me, it was just a crappy concept.”
Fiore sighs, visibly displeased.
“I feel as if you were just- not doing enough. Your festival, for me- it wasn’t FUN. I needed fun.” Pyrite responds.
“I do- I did enjoy this.” Jaslene smiles. “And I really enjoyed our concept, and I did think I was having fun but I get the critiques.”
Fiore Stravaganza: “I wasn’t, but werk.”
Fiore shrugs.
Next up, Crayola and Yasmin.
The two look at Chronologica.
“For me…” Floss smiles. “You two really shined tonight.”
“Woo!” Yasmin cheers. “Fantabulous.”
Floss beams. “For me, you were here, you were delivering, you had fun- the two of you, and I was most interested in your festival.”
“Thank you.” Yasmin tears up.
“You have a natural charisma- Yasmin. And this week, you embraced what we needed, Crayola. I’m proud of you both.”
Finally, Omari and Zazu.
Omari stands tall, whilst Zazu smiles.
“I think the reality is you seem… off kilter.” Rachelle says. “And yes, it was a team challenge, but the reality was Omari- you were the weaker link.”
Omari looks frustrated, as the others look at him.
…
Fiore.
Jaslene.
Aguacate.
Granny.
You are… Safe. You may untuck in the platinum lounge.
The four look surprised.
Omari, Zazu, Crayola & Yasmin. Please stand on stage for further critique.
~
Fiore, Jaslene, Granny and Aguacate enter the werkroom.
“Safety!” Aguacate chuckles, grabbing her drink.
Fiore grabs a cocktail. “Yay.”
The four sit down.
“This was interesting.” Granny says.
Aguacate takes a sip of her drink and nods. "Definitely interesting. I didn't expect Omari and Zazu to end up in the bottom. They're usually strong competitors. I mean, Omari is. Zazu is pretty, though." Aguacate giggles.
Fiore rolls her eyes. "Pretty ugly maybe. Well, I'm not surprised. Omari has been struggling lately, and Zazu is just… fat to cut at this point. They deserved to be in the bottom."
“Omari seemed… pissed.” Jaslene adds.
“Oh, he was MAD.” Aguacate giggles.
Fiore takes a sip of her cocktail. "Well, it's about time Omari was challenged. I feel like he’s been coasting, so…”
Jaslene nods, taking out her hand to hold Fiore, who shakes her head. “I’m good.”
Jaslene frowns.
Granny sighs and shakes her head. "I don't like seeing anyone upset, darlings. Drag Race is a tough competition, and emotions can run high. Let's hope they both handle it with grace."
Fiore giggles, before sipping her drink.
Aguacate chuckles. "Fiore, always a tough critic. But hey, it's part of what makes you fierce.”
“Exactly.” Fiore nods. “I'm simply stating the facts. Drag Race is not a place for weak links, and I have no patience for those who can't keep up."
Jaslene Bangus: “Fiore isn’t talking about me, is it? Out of nowhere, she’s suddenly acting… colder.”
"So, what do we think about the upcoming lip sync? Any predictions?" Granny smiles.
Granny raises an eyebrow. "Hmm, it's hard to say. Both Omari and Zazu are fierce performers. I wouldn't be surprised if they bring the house down."
Aguacate smirks. "I have a feeling Omari is going to fight tooth and nail to stay. He's got that fire in him. It'll be an intense lip sync."
Jaslene nods. "Yeah, I can see that. But Zazu is no slouch either. She knows how to captivate an audience. It'll be a battle of fierce personalities."
“I think Omari is going to decimate that girl verbally.” Fiore adds. “I see them fighting.”
“Oh, they’ve already fought before, and..” Granny sighs.
Jaslene shrugs. “I mean, I just hope I’m in the room when it happens.”
Fiore smirks.
“Okay, let’s get drunk!” Aguacate yells, grabbing shot glasses. “TEQUILA!”
~
I want to talk further, and really analyze your performances.
Starting with… Crayola.
Crayola grins.
“I am really happy to have seen you going outside of your shell.” Rachelle nods. “Really commendable.”
“Thank you.” Crayola nods with a grin.
“You played the part of the straight man, and I think that was a fun choice.” Rachelle purses her lips. “But it did mean Yasmin was the more BRIGHT personality.”
Crayola nods.
Zazu.
“Hiya!” Zazu smiles.
I really do like your energy, Zazu. I feel like it’s a real positive and bright energy.
Zazu grins.
But I do want you to keep PUSHING yourself. I need a little more, and I do feel as if yes, you were in many ways brought down by your partner…
Omari looks over.
But, alternatively you struggled and have been struggling. I just… want to see you push it.
Zazu nods.
Yasmin.
Yasmin grins.
“It was a pleasure seeing you this week.” Pyrite says with a grin. “You were charming, you were fun, you were the highlight for me.”
Crayola looks over.
“Wow, I am so ever so pleased.” Yasmin beams.
“It was just- a simply put, masterclass in hosting.” Pyrite nods. “Well done.”
“Thank you.” Yasmin nods.
Omari.
“Baby.” Floss sighs. “This was a disappointing week, for me.”
“Okay.” Omari says. “I can see that.”
“You just- I saw you trying, but it didn’t come across authentic. I was wanting you to loosen up. Did you come up with this concept?” Floss asks.
King Omari Star: “Part of me wants to decimate Zazu on the stage. But…”
“It was a team effort.” Omari responds. “And I want to take accountability for MY performance- because yes, I didn’t meet the mark.”
Floss nods. “I want to see you shine, baby. You’re here to fight. Show it, but let yourself roll with these punches.”
Omari looks down and nods. “Thank you.”
Thanks, racers. Whilst we deliberate, you may untuck backstage in the Crystal Lounge, sponsored by Princess Papaya Tropical Drinks.
~
The four enter the Crystal lounge.
“Where’s my fabulous drink?” Yasmin smiles, grabbing her non-alcoholic drink.
The four sit down.
“So….” Crayola purses her lips. “How do we think we’re placing?”
“Clearly, we’re in the bottom.” Omari looks over at Zazu.
Zazu looks nervously for a second, before nodding.
“How do you feel about that, Omari?” Yasmin asks.
Yasmin Raiz: “He’s… a strong character. And I expect him to probably go at Zazu. I mean, Zazu looks it.”
Zazu looks at Omari.
Omari takes a deep breath and looks directly at Zazu. "I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. These… critiques." Omari begins. "And I realize that instead of being angry and frustrated, I should be using this opportunity to learn and grow. We're both here because we love drag, and we want to show the world what we're capable of. So, instead of dwelling on our flaws, let's embrace them and use them as fuel to give the performance of our lives in the lip sync."
Zazu's eyes widen in surprise, both she nods.
"You're right, Omari. Let's show them the fire that burns within us and give them a lip sync they'll never forget!" Zazu smiles. “I know we didn’t work it out, this week-”
“And I know that is a lot due to myself.” Omari nods. “So I own that.”
“It was me too.” Zazu responds. “But we’re both performers.”
“I live for the stage.” Omari lights up. “And it’s not something I fear, it’s an opportunity.”
“I think the same.” Zazu nods.
"Absolutely! You two have incredible talent, and I have no doubt that you can deliver an unforgettable performance. Just remember, it's not about being perfect; it's about showing your passion and giving it your all." Yasmin responds with a bright grin.
"I've been worried about this challenge, but seeing you two find strength in each other has inspired me. We're all in this together, and we can lift each other up." Crayola adds.
The others walk in, as the four look at each other.
“Oh, not a fight.” Jaslene chuckles.
“Why, were you worried?” Yasmin asks.
“Should we go prepare?” Omari looks at Zazu, who nods.
“I think it’ll be judged individually, and I am so happy to be here, but… I don’t feel like I did as good as you! You just have that… more crowd pleasing personality.” Crayola says with a smile.
Yasmin makes a face, before nodding.
Yasmin Raiz: “Is she shading myself?”
“I mean that with love, my dear.” Crayola adds. “You did fantastic.”
“Thanks.” Yasmin grins.
“Crayola, you really do remind me of what people think of teachers.” Jaslene smiles.
“Thank you.” Crayola grins.
Jaslene smirks.
Zazu turns to Omari with a smile. “Can we hug?”
Omari looks at Zazu. “...Do we have to?”
“We don’t.” Zazu chuckles. “I just want to fight here. Because… I do want this.” Zazu tears up. “My journey here has been challenging, but I love to perform. I love delivering these looks and you know, I see I am doing bad. But my parents- and my drag family, I know they have faith in me.”
“I think you’re a talent.” Omari responds, before exhaling. “I love drag with all my heart, and I want to show the world the passion that drives me. This lip sync is not just about staying in the competition; it's about reclaiming my power and reminding myself why I fell in love with drag in the first place."
“Heck yeah.” Zazu grins.
~
Welcome back, racers. I’ve made my decision.
Crayola Boxx, this week, you worked hard, and brought the spice.
Yasmin, we’re eating YOU UP!
Condragulations, you are BOTH the winner of this week’s challenge.
They smile, with Crayola looking particularly surprised.
Yasmin Raiz: “My WIN!!!” Yasmin cheers.
That means Zazu Nova and King Omari Star, I’m sorry my dears, but you are up for elimination.
The two look at each other.
The time has come… for you to lip sync to your life!
**Livin’ La Vida Loca by Ricky Martin starts to play**
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CN5hQOI\_\_10
Good luck… and don’t fuck it up!
Zazu Nova: “I know this is another week in the bottom. But I love to perform. This is my heart and soul, and I’m going to show it.”
King Omari Star: “It’s time to live La Vida Loca, baby.” Omari smirks.
~
Next Time!
“Racers, it’s time for an IMPROV CHALLENGE!” Rachelle Mirage cheers.
Aguacate gasps.
“I’m stuck in this house…” Granny looks around.
Fiore Stravaganza: “Real talk, it’s time we’re over.”
“A.E Girls?” Jaslene winks.
“Meh.” Fiore responds.
~
Stats
Voting
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Too lazy to look up prices, just trades for now.
All Tpbs unless noted by (HC). What I want is at the bottom, but I'll take a look at whatever, as long as they're not floppies. Cross-posted, pics on request. Open to offers, I'll bundle media mail shipping.
Marvel

• Savage Avengers Vols 1-5
  
• Secret Invasion
  
• Secret War
  
• Silver Surfer: Requiem (HC)
  
• Excalibur Classic Vol 1
  
• Marvel 1602
  
• Marvel Zombies Vol 1
  
• Punisher Suicide Run
  
• The Punisher: Welcome back Frank
  
• The Ultimates Vols 1 & 2
  
• The Ultimates 2 Vol 1 & 2
  
• Ultimate Avengers Vol 1 Next Generation
  
• Ultimate Avengers 2 Vol 1 Crime and Punishment
  
• Avengers Disassembled
  
• The New Avengers Vols 1-9 (Bendis)
  
• Sentry: Man of Two Worlds (Lemire)
  
• Infinity Countdown: Dark Hawk
  
• Infinity Gauntlet
  
• X-Men: Mutant Genesis
  
• X-Men House of M
  
• X-Men: First Class - Tomorrow's Brightest
  
• X-Men: Magneto - Testament
  
• Daredevil: Hell to Pay Vols 1 &2
  
• Daredevil: Return of the King
  
• The Invisibles Say you want a revolution (Morrison)
  
• Immortal Iron Fist (Vol 1 & 2)
  
• Invincible Iron Man: 5 Nightmares (Fraction)
  

DC

• Superman: Red Son
  
• Superman: For Tomorrow Vols 1 & 2
  
• Green Lantern: Secret Origin (HC)
  
• Green Lantern: The Sinestro Corps War Vols 1 & 2
  
• Green Lantern: Agent Orange (Prelude to Blackest Night)
  
• Green Lantern: Rage of the Red Lanterns
  
• Green Lantern: No Fear
  
• Green Lantern: Rebirth
  
• Constantine Hellblazer: Dangerous Habits
  
• The Flash: The Dastardly Death of the Rogues (Brightest Day) (HC)
  
• Batman: Hush Vols 1 & 2
  
• Batman: The Long Halloween
  
• Batman: Arkham Asylum
  
• Batman: A Death In The Family
  
• Gotham Central: Vol 1
  

Random Imprints

• League of extraordinary gentlemen century 1910
  
• The Pro (Ellis)
  
• Northlanders Vol 1 & 2
  
• Star Wars: Yoda's Secret War
  
• Wanted
  
• Wildcats: Version 3.0. Year One
  
• Doc Savage The Silver Pyramid
  
• DMZ Vol 1
  
• The Boys Vol 1 The Name of the Game
  
• 30 Days of Night
  
• Sweet Tooth Vol 1
  
• The Last Days of American Crime Book 1-4
  
• B.P.R.D. Hollow Earth & Other Stories
  
• Ministry of Space (Ellis)
  

Floppies

• Trees (Warren Ellis) Issues 1-14 $30 shipped

WHAT I WANT (TPB/HC only, no floppies) is listed below. I don't own these books listed below. I want to own them.
Moon Knight: Black White and Blood
Punisher War Journal 2023
Punisher: Noir
Punisher: Soviet
Spider-Man: Life Story
Invincible Complete Collections
The Boys Omnibus 6
Batman Tales From The Dark Multiverse
Jupiter's Legacy Volume 2
Bloodshot Reborn Vol 5 (Lemire)
Ninjak Vol 3
Joe Hill the graphic novel collection
Outcast Vol 5-?
Chew Vol. 10, 11, 12
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Volumes 7 and on
Savage Avengers Vol 6 (is there a volume 6?)
Deadpool vs the Punisher
Infinity Countdown
Wolverine: Infinity Watch
Spawn: Hell on Earth
The Immortal Hulk Vol 7 and up
Go Go Power Rangers
Sink

Well folks. 4 years past dday. Lots of tears shed, lots of anger and sadness shown. Lots of doubts. Lots of ups and downs. It has taken a lot of effort on both of our parts, lots of healing and vulnerability on both sides. Lots of brutal honesty and empathy from both sides. But I heard the words last night I never thought I would hear from my husband again.
We had no kids at home last night. For the first time in over 2 years. So we cooked dinner together, watched some movies, and then were relaxing in our hammock, just being near one another, holding each other. Then he told me that he has noticed a huge change in me over the last few years, especially in the last year or so. I remember telling my husband about a year into R that I was afraid he would never be proud to be with me again. I didnt think he remembered me saying that, but then again maybe he does... but last night as we were laying there together, he held me close and told me that he is proud of me for all the changes and growing I have done to be a better safer partner. He told me that he is proud of the woman I have become , that he feels lucky to have me in his life, and that our new relationship is everything he could have asked for. Cue my tears... I never thought my husband would be able to feel this way about me again, I hoped but never really thought he would consider himself proud to have me again. Not after breaking his heart, shattering his world, and making him go through hell all because I was such a selfish person.
It's been a long road. It's been scary at times, amazing at times, and incredibly Rocky at times. But hearing those words last night... seeing the healing from the hurt I caused, seeing him be able to feel so positively about the life we have together, seeing him happy again, seeing him be able to find safety in our relationship, in the life he has chosen to continue building with me...That means the world to me.
All I have focused on for the last 4 years is becoming a better person, wife and mother. Making sure I was doing every thing within my power to make him happy again. To help him heal from the damage I caused. And in return we have gotten an incredible relationship, where we both feel respected, loved, wanted, desired, and safe.
To anyone out there wondering if this path Is worth the pain...it can be! It takes both partners being willing to be vulnerable, compassionate, transparent, and radically honest. The work we have done in response to my infidelity has helped us create a relationship with a strong foundation. I know that so many here are in the early stages and hurting. It seems like there is no possible way through this, like there is no end in sight. I just wanted to give all of you a little hope, that it can get better, you can survive this (up to now your track record for surviving the horrible, shitty days is 100%). There is life after infidelity and it can be a beautiful, happy, fulfilling life.
Wishing you all peace, happiness, and all the love this world has to offer. And if this finds you when there seems to be no hope, I hope it offers you even the slightest bit of hope that it can and does get better.

I haven’t even flirted for such a long time, and lately, during those boring lunches where people just talk about heiresses’ dogs’ illnesses (a Pomeranian dog shares all her illnesses with her owner) or gossip about some technocrat who has a limp and who may be cheating on his partner, and while rice with cod is served, I am asked “darling, are you dating yet?”. No, I am not, and here I am, mostly because dating apps are too dull – unfortunately the odds of being flashed by a Jewish 19 year-old from Manchester is smaller on these things, though sometimes you might have some luck and end up being insulted randomly by a Portuguese girl, who is visiting her uncle.
I do have names, and surnames, and I was born in a big city in Brazil. My sister used to describe our childhood address as “a building with cars and trees and buildings”, which is a rather good description of much of the city. For a while I wanted to join the seminary but after having to face the fact that this was an inadequate career choice considering I didn’t believe in God and had always found masses to be awfully boring (though fascinating at times – the priest at my childhood church used to go on long rants about things, of which there are many) often turning my back to see the watch, and so I chose the next best thing: I am studying sociology, which involves, in many ways, taking a vow of poverty. I also work at a small online newspaper so I am well informed on sub celebrities and local occurrences such as babies heroically rescued by policemen after choking on the thing babies eat. And yes, I write poetry sometimes.
I am fascinated fairly often by everything, or many things, at least so you won’t be bored. These last days I ended up reading a lot of things about Egypt after reading about Ottoman chief eunuchs being exiled to Cairo after their tenure. In general, I really enjoy the humanities. I follow politics keenly – in fact, there is some chance I might have some thoughts on your country’s politics – and I’d say I am on the centre-left – pro-choice, in favour of a robust welfare state, LGBTQ+ rights, affirmative action. If you know about Brazilian politics, I voted for Marina and Haddad in 2018 (the voting age here is 16), and Lula last year.
As you can imagine, I also really enjoy reading and writing. Besides poetry, I have often thought about writing a novel, but this seems like too much work – and it seems that it would be arrogant of me to write a novel having lived this little, though it wouldn't be uncommon. I really enjoy learning about other languages and cultures and I know a bit of French, German, Spanish, and Russian, besides English and Portuguese. I’d really like to learn Arabic and/or Mandarin. I am really into genealogy, and I know quite a bit about it. I often cry while watching dumb movies (I cried during Minions!) or listening to beautiful music; my music taste has been described as “fairly gay” and in movies as “slightly gay”.
I guess I am pretty introverted, polite, and timid (well, I am on here after all). I am affectionate and I can be really passionate as well. And I am fairly funny, or rather, I have made a few people laugh over the years. I asked a close friend to describe myself, and that is what he said:

I think you’re very communicative. Shrewd, funny, a good companion. Kind of withdrawn but not necessarily shy. You avoid conflict and unnecessary arguments, but love to participate in good conversations. I think you’re very kind too, besides being polite.

As for what I want to do with my life, I am unsure though I am inclined to go into academia. I have been considering applying to a PhD program in the U.S. after finishing my undergrad here in Brazil. My family does want me to go into their business, which is related to politics. I have also considered going into diplomacy.
Who am I looking for? I’d like someone curious about the world around her, and open-minded. The rest? Cultural differences can be interesting and I am open to converting (nominally?) to most world religions.
Some poems I really like:

• Litany for our lord Don Quixote by Ruben Dario
  
• Tobacco Shop by Fernando Pessoa
  
• Ash Wednesday by T. S. Eliot
  

Some songs I have been listening to:

• Ariana Grande - 7 Rings
  
• Rosalía - Delirio de Grandeza
  
• Pescado Rabioso - Cantata de Puentes Amarillos
  

Moving out
I know I have to move out of my moms house in a few months , it’s always been toxic and my 3 yr old son watches so it’s def needed. I’m just would like some advice , once I move out. I will have nobody that I know in this state to lean on at all even during emergencies. My dads side of the family lives in CT and is always telling me to move back . I was originally born there . Eventually when my son turns 5 , I plan on moving back . Should I get my first place there & just start looking for areas in CT ? Or should I keep my plan of staying in GA sign a lease for 1 year and pay off my car . I went to esthetician school down here and still have to get my license. My plan was to get a cheappppppp apartment and pay off my car then move to CT. But I wonder if that’s too much moving around . Plus I should aim to have room to pay off debt no matter where I’m living. I have 2 sisters , 1 brother a lot of aunts and uncles cousins in CT ( I Fly every yr to see ) I live w my mom who made it clear she still hates me from when my son was born. Raising my son in her house has been so stressful. I just want my son to be surrounded by more ppl who love him. What would you do ? A. Move out and sign a year lease in GA then Move to CT B. Move to CT Btw some of you may have seen me post once before . I was trying to decide if I was going to move back now I’m trying to decide which timeline is smarter as a single mom? I support my son 100 percent no support from his dad either.

As someone that has struggled with social anxiety for many years despite exposing myself to social siutations regularly, I've always wondered why it is that I have failed to make much progress.
Well it turns out that a combination of self-focused attention and safety behaviours are probably the main reason for this, and it makes sense. Clearly my brain isn't learning that social situations are not threatening, because I am constantly focusing on myself and trying to hide my anxiety from others, and because I am constantly trying to hide my anxiety from others, I become even more focused on myself, and vice versa.
Additionally, I found that exposing myself to social situations with the aim of habituating to my anxiety may actually be unhelpful. This is because trying to habituate to your anxiety teaches your brain that anxiety is harmful, which makes you more focused on it. Instead, you should expose yourself to social situations with the aim of learning that the situation is less harmful than you believe and that your thoughts are not facts. Habituation should not be the aim of exposure, but rather a consequence of learning new information. This also prevents you from falling into the trap of obsessing over the exposure itself if your anxiety fails to decrease.
One more thing to address is anticipatory worry and post-event rumination, which also maintain social anxiety. Anticipatory worry is when you voluntarily worry about an upcoming social situation, and post-event rumination is when you voluntarily ruminate over a past social situation. You may also ruminate during a social situation as a consequence of self-focused attention (or vice versa).
As for reducing self-focused attention and safety behaviours, you can practice the attention training technique and learn situational attention refocusing, which involves focusing on other people while leaving thoughts and feelings alone. Admittedly I am struggling with this, but this struggle indicates that self-focused attention is indeed likely to be maintaining my social anxiety and self-consciousness.
Sources:
Self-focused attention and safety behaviours maintain social anxiety in adolescents: An experimental study
Social Phobia: The Effects of Attention Training Technique and Situational Attentional Refocusing
Testing the metacognitive model against the benchmark CBT model of social anxiety disorder: Is it time to move beyond cognition?
How Attention Training Technique Can Improve Social Anxiety

There is nothing more harmful to the body, spirit, and soul than the serrated fangs of regret. As of May 6th, 2023, I am haunted by regret. No matter how much I have grown, and how much I have learned, I am still being followed by a looming shadow of pain and sorrow. Today I heard a story from a man who died, passed over to the Great Spiritual, and came back. During a relatively routine surgery, nothing too invasive, a nurse made an error when adjusting the pressure of blood moving throughout his body and consequently, stopped his heart. Stricken with panic and fear, the nurse ran through the halls screaming “I killed him! I killed him!”
At this point, the man spoke of his spirit leaving the body, and just became an observation of the surgery. Whilst watching his own surgery, he was joined by an unknown humanoid figure. We can safely assume this is some form of Psychopomp, and a silent one at that. Once it was time to move on, he was instructed to never look back, and follow the figure. With agreeance, he then found himself in a beautiful plot of land, surrounded with flowers that were more plentiful and vibrant than one could ever imagine. Then, a white cloud accumulates.
The man looked into this cloud and proceeded to watch his life over again. Every moment since the point of birth was observed. Every joyous occasion. Every gut-wrenching, horrific tragedy. Every perfect kiss. Every accomplishment and mistake. It was at this point in the story that I began thinking about when I am in that situation. I sit here at this computer with puffy eyes because I know now, for certainty, that I don’t want to look into the cloud. I am ashamed of the life that I lead. Cowardly, emotionally stunted, and so mentally burdened with regret and fear that every day is an obstacle course of stabilization just to do the bare necessities.
I worry about meeting the psychopomp. Silent as they may be, I still worry about the looming energetic disappointment that they will understandably exude. I worry that all of my regret will eat and consume my very being until I am digested and expunged from this vessel into worthless remains. Caput mortuum. As such, I will allow myself this room to speak of my regret, so that it may go through that process instead.
I regret my anger as a child. It made me cruel, and bitter. Even to those who wanted nothing but to help me and care for me. I regret not showing my father how much he means to me. No one deserves to hear those three words moreso than him. I regret never tapping into my ambition. The severe lack of drive and motivation have stifled amazing opportunities for me countless times. I regret not being the partner I should have been. The anger from childhood persisted, and as such, I became a source of worry and frustration for her rather than a source of support, love, and safety. I regret not being able to bring my family back together after making the already-present schism worse. I regret not being more open with my singing, even though it is an aspect of life that I am incredibly passionate about. I regret not spending more time with my late uncle who passed away earlier last month. He was a gentle soul who experienced a lot of grief within the last few years; I feel he is finally at peace.
All of this is to say, I don’t have to carry around regret. I never did, and I never have to again. I will be keeping the story I heard today in mind for as long as I need to for it to sink in and cement into my mind. Life is unpredictable, it’s short, and it’s brutal. However, all of what we experience has a purpose, and it is always for our betterment. It is so we can smile at the psychopomp. It is so we can smell the flowers in the perfect meadow and experience all the wonder it has to offer. It is so we can reach into the cloud to feel the freedom inside with bliss.
The purpose of Life is to Live.
The purpose of Regret is to stop you from Living it.

(Apologies to anyone who reads this in full. But this joke is hideously long on purpose. It's effects are best if you actually sit someone down and tell it to them. I took up my workmates entire lunch break with this and he hasn't spoken to me all evening.)
There are one hundred priests of an unspecified religion. They have arrived dressed in the symbols of their faith in a new land to spread the word of their 'Superbook'. This could be any land, France, Egypt, Feudal Japan, the Toronto Film Festival, any land. Absolutely any land you can imagine, Gondor, Pangaea, 1992 or your own home and surrounding lands which are unique to you.
Upon arriving in this strange new land they learn that the people here have no knowledge of Superbook. They decide that the best way to spread the word is to construct a building as a symbol of the new faith. So they purchased some basic tools and set to work gathering wood for their shrine. As there were one hundred priests in their prime the shrine was constructed in under a week.
It was a basic thing. The sort of shrine you would look at and say "that's pretty shit. Did children build this? You didn't tell me there were feral children around.". A central trunk with a roughly carved deity symbol nailed to the top stood in a forest clearing. A few rows of log seats encircled it and around the edges stood a few tall torches burning incense.
The priests stood back and looked proud over their creation, happy that they could begin spreading the words and illustrations of Superbook. It was suggested by one of the priests that "Hey we should go for a drink to celebrate our success!" to which exactly half of the priests thought would be a good idea. So fifty of the priests headed down to the local pub where they spent the night drinking whatever beverages Superbook allowed.
Upon returning from their celebrations the priests were greeted by a horrifying sight. "Have I got beverage in my eyes!?" one of the priests was heard to say "or has something destroyed our shrine!?". The priest was correct, before them lay the ruins of their primitive shrine, a tangle of wood and limbs all set ablaze by the incense torches.
How exactly all fifty priests who remained at the shrine managed to perish as the single tall, thin structure collapsed remains a mystery to this day. As the priests stood in shock staring and mourning over their lost friends, one of them turned to notice something that looked out of place. As he squinted he could make out on the horizon a figure all in black, speeding away on an unspecified vehicle. It could be a motorbike, a sports car, a horse and carriage, a horse without a carriage, absolutely any vehicle you can think of, a bicycle, a unicycle, a pangolin, or a petrol powered pangolin.
But it was too late, the man disappeared over the horizon. As the remaining priests gathered their thoughts, one of them suggested that they should not be discouraged, and that their fallen friends would want them to rebuild the shrine in memory of them.
The priests agreed and set about building a new shrine! bigger and better than the first to remember this tragic day. They quarried stones, they cut down trees and they sewed curtains, nice curtains, I mean REALLY nice curtains, with tassels and everything. It took the fifty priests a few weeks to complete but eventually they were able to stand back and admire their new creation.
It was a quaint chapel on the hill. The sort of chapel you would look at and say "hey look at that quaint little chapel, and oh damn check out those nice curtains!". A trodden dirt path led to the entrance of a small stone structure, inside was the picture of simplicity and modesty. A few rows of pews on a polished wooden floor, and an altar stood in front of a patchwork deity symbol.
As the priests admired their new chapel, they remarked that yes, their fallen friends would be happy with this. One of the priests suggested that they visit a local theme park to celebrate this day. Exactly half of the priests agreed, they spent the day riding deity approved rides, gambling deity approved amounts of money and not riding deity condemned rides.
Upon returning from their celebrations the priests were greeted by a horrifying sight. "Have I got deity approved theme park snacks in my eyes!?" one of the priests was heard to say "or has something destroyed our chapel!?". The priest was correct, on the hill lay a pill of stone rubble, limbs and silky smooth curtain tassels.... which was all on fire for some reason.
As the priests stood staring in horror over their lost friends, one of them turned to notice something that, yes, upon the horizon he could just make out the man in black speeding into the distance. But it was too late, he was gone. As the remaining priests took care of the dead in the way decreed by Superbook, one of them suggested that this should not be the end, and that their fallen friends would want them to rebuild the chapel in memory of them.
The priests agreed and set about pillaging neighbouring villages for building supplies. They gathered glass, mixed cement, smelted iron, mined for gold and expanded their quarry. They didn't just rebuild the chapel, they built a fully fledged church! The sort of church that when you refer to it like "Oh it's up by the church", people would know what you are talking about and benefit from your informative directions. It had taken the twenty five priests six months of labour but there it stood. A paved path led through an iron fence, protection against and would-be-church-destroyers and towards an imposing stone structure. Stain glass windows adorned the front complete with deity symbols, the pews could seat a thousand and a golden forged Superbook sat upon the altar.
The twenty five priests patted themselves on the back and said a prayer for the lost friends. One priest suggested that after six months they deserved a celebratory meal to mark the occasion. Twelve priests agreed whilst the rest stayed to rest, content in the safety of their shiny new iron fence. The twelve priests spent the evening at a nearby Italian restaurant, because everyone is allowed to eat Italian food.
After an evening of scoffing increasingly abstract pasta shapes the twelve priests returned to their church. One of the priests was heard to say "Have I got tagliatelle in my eye!? Or has someone knocked down our church!? AGAIN!" The scene that greeted them was one of sorrow and anger. Sorrow for their dead friends, crushed under heaps of stone and glass. Anger at their dead friends, for placing so much faith in an iron fence. Yet more anger at the figure they could see vanishing over the horizon.
At this point you are probably thinking that these priests are idiots, that surely they can understand the pattern by now that building a church plus staying in the church equals death. You would also think that after the previous events they would not believe that the solution would be to build a bigger church.... as this in no way addresses the problem at hand. You may think that surely he can't just keep rambling on like this and that he will wrap this up soon, after all we have figured out the pattern of the joke and we know where it is going anyway.
So one of the priests, suffering from long term memory loss, suggested that to honour their friends they should build a new monument to their faith. The others, after giving him concerned looks, figured they had come this far and, resigned to their fate, they agreed. The priests then spent the next five years ravaging the lands for resources. They felled forests, flattened hills and drove the critically endangered Pentapus to extinction to use their tears for cement (its like an octopus but it only has five arms... and only has five eyes.)
After a further five years of construction, they were finally able to stand back, crane their necks high, and admire their creation. This was a truly great achievement. This was now a cathedral, the sort of cathedral that architecture student congregate around. The sort of structure that everyone for miles around would refer to as "That massive f***ing monstrosity made of tears" and there would be weird rumors like "at night I've heard that you can hear the pentapusses crying from inside the walls". Whether these rumors were true or not, it was an impressive building. The size of an aeroplane hangar. It had an attached aeroplane hangar. It was the first cathedral built with a solid steel support structure and, for added protection, a moat and barbwire fence surrounded it.
The priests had been at the whole 'building monuments for the Superbook' for many years now and were getting old and tired. One of them suggested that they should take a trip to a local spa for a day of relaxation after this great achievement, "after all..." he said "page 69 of Superbook does proclaim in giant text, 'Thou shalt spa'". Five other priests, who probably had better survival instincts, agreed and the six of them took off. Six remained content in their reinforced structure, even taking shifts to keep watch for added security.
The six who left spent the day wallowing in mud, having cucumbers placed on various body parts and being generally as un-energetic as possible. They were also pleasantly surprised to find that their local infamy granted them free access to all the spas facilities. After they had left in their own time and the spa owner barred the doors shut behind them they headed back to their church.
"Have I still got cucumber in my eye!?" one of the six said as their home loomed on the horizon, "or has someone destroyed our church!?"
The priest was correct. As they approached and crossed the moat they found a towering pile of rubble. There was an eerie silence as they glared at the destruction, picturing their dead friends somewhere inside. The silence was only broken by the sound of the man in black speeding off over the horizon and the joyous cries of Pentapus souls being freed.
The sight of the man in black filled one of the priests with rage. He turned to the others and said "Hey I know what we need to do!" ... The others agreed before he had chance to say what it was.
The priests set about gathering more resources. After the ten years it took them to gather this, they were surrounded by a scorched barren earth. They had felled all the trees for twenty miles, flattened the earth, hunted all life to extinction (I mean all life, even worms... they took all the worms and used them to lure down all the birds. Then they trained the birds to help lift heavy objects for them. Then they ate the birds. Then they made a monument to remember the birds. Then they... didn't really put much effort into maintaining it and it ran into disrepair... the end), drained lakes and sucked clouds from the sky somehow.
It took a further ten years for the small group of ageing priests to complete their construction. For the sake of this story four of the priests died during a slave bird rebellion that was later crushed. Mainly because I can't think of many more advancing stages of church besides going into ghost churches or space churches, though those would be awesome.
Their creation could barely be called a church.Yes it was built in the shape of their deity symbol and inside were super mahogany (like regular mahogany only more awesome) pews and a diamond pulpit, but to all other purposes this was a fortress. The entire structure was titanium, standing thirty stories high. It was surrounded with laser fences, laser moats full of lasers, and atop the building were placed a cluster of guns which shot bullets which were also made of lasers. There were immense speaker systems built into the walls which issued threats as well as religious good will messages to all who approached. It was the sort of church that you wouldn't say anything about... because the church would know what you said and rain lasers upon you.
The doom of the man in black was built. But they needed bait. The two old priests drew straws to decide who would stay. The priest who left made it known that he would be leaving for a day on the beach.
He spent his day pretending to sunbathe, pretending to build sandcastles and pretending to dip his toes in the water. Until he heard a commotion in the distance. He raced back towards his fortress with a smile on his face, the sort of smile you would have if the person who has killed ninety eight of your closest ninety nine friends had been killed. When he could peer over the next horizon however, his smile vanished. All he could see in front of him was a smoking heap of titanium and misfiring lasers. As he peered through the smoke he could make out the man in black making his escape.
Something inside him had told him that this would happen and this time he was prepared. He knew there was no sand in his eyes... he had only been pretending to touch the sand. He ran behind a nearby bush and hopped aboard his Super Priesty Priest Scooter and gave chase.
Through the desolate lands he chased the man, gaining ever so slowly until after hours, to the priests surprise, the man had pulled over. The priest pulled up and approached the man, his face red with rage.
"HAVE YOU BEEN KNOCKING DOWN OUR CHURCHES!?" The priest roared.
And the man replied
"...... no....... "

Moving out
I know I have to move out of my moms house in a few months , it’s always been toxic and my 3 yr old son watches so it’s def needed. I’m just would like some advice , once I move out. I will have nobody that I know in this state to lean on at all even during emergencies. My dads side of the family lives in CT and is always telling me to move back . I was originally born there . Eventually when my son turns 5 , I plan on moving back . Should I get my first place there & just start looking for areas in CT ? Or should I keep my plan of staying in GA sign a lease for 1 year and pay off my car . I went to esthetician school down here and still have to get my license. My plan was to get a cheappppppp apartment and pay off my car then move to CT. But I wonder if that’s too much moving around . Plus I should aim to have room to pay off debt no matter where I’m living. I have 2 sisters , 1 brother a lot of aunts and uncles cousins in CT ( I Fly every yr to see ) I live w my mom who made it clear she still hates me from when my son was born. Raising my son in her house has been so stressful. I just want my son to be surrounded by more ppl who love him. What would you do ? A. Move out and sign a year lease in GA then Move to CT B. Move to CT Btw some of you may have seen me post once before . I was trying to decide if I was going to move back now I’m trying to decide which timeline is smarter as a single mom? I support my son 100 percent no support from his dad either.

I know I have to move out of my moms house in a few months , it’s always been toxic and my 3 yr old son watches so it’s def needed. I’m just would like some advice , once I move out. I will have nobody that I know in this state to lean on at all even during emergencies. My dads side of the family lives in CT and is always telling me to move back . I was originally born there . Eventually when my son turns 5 , I plan on moving back . Should I get my first place there & just start looking for areas in CT ? Or should I keep my plan of staying in GA sign a lease for 1 year and pay off my car . I went to esthetician school down here and still have to get my license. My plan was to get a cheappppppp apartment and pay off my car then move to CT. But I wonder if that’s too much moving around . Plus I should aim to have room to pay off debt no matter where I’m living. I have 2 sisters , 1 brother a lot of aunts and uncles cousins in CT ( I Fly every yr to see ) I live w my mom who made it clear she still hates me from when my son was born. Raising my son in her house has been so stressful. I just want my son to be surrounded by more ppl who love him. What would you do ? A. Move out and sign a year lease in GA then Move to CT B. Move to CT Btw some of you may have seen me post once before . I was trying to decide if I was going to move back now I’m trying to decide which timeline is smarter as a single mom? I support my son 100 percent no support from his dad either.

Hey everyone! This is my first time posting on here. I'm Claire, I'm 24 from the UK. I would love to chat to anyone tonight :)
I'm heavily into books, movies, music and I play the harp. I also knit and I'm pretty creative, I also cross stitch. I like rock, metal, pop, indie, just about any genre of music.
For books, I'm into crime, mystery and historical novels with a story. I enjoy watching Netflix a lot and need some recommendations! I'm currently off work (I was self employed) for health issues. I don't think I will ever get back to working. I'm on here often so I definitely appreciate the company.
If I sound like the type of person you would like to talk please feel free to message.
I'm always needing a new friend or convo! 🌿

Hello everyone! It's been a hot minute since I was last here. Well... according to google it's been about 1,051,200 or so, but who's counting? I used to roam the RAOA lands far and wide for a couple years. Met some great people, shared some laughs, and then POOF I disappeared! As much as I'd like to tell you my reason for departure was because I was out having some amazing adventures, the truth of it all is that life happened and I got super busy. The end. 🤷‍♀️
Anyway! A little about me... I'm in my early 30's. I'm obsessed with dogs, and would fund a dog rescue farm of my own if I ever won the lottery. 🤞 I have a senior chihuahua mix and I just got a baby corgi a few weeks ago (she is a beautiful, crazy, loving, terrorizing handful of a monster!) I enjoy collecting enamel pins, binge watching sitcoms, true crime or trash tv, crafts, journaling, board games, and the occasional video game now and then. I was big into Animal Crossing for a good while there, and now I'm currently obsessed with Disney Dreamlight Valley. Sims 4 is always a favorite of mine as well.
I'm happy to see some people I knew from way back when are still here, and I'm excited to meet some new people too!

tl;dr, This was a decent episode of television, just a horrible episode of Barry.
First off I've been enjoying the show so much and E4 (S2) was absolutely amazing, so you can imagine my disappointment slowly rise as E5 went on. Before this episode I would put this show up their with breaking bad, true detective s1, and near got. But yikes this episode really halted the momentum it had.
I know people might disagree and if you do I would love to hear your opinion, please understand this is my own opinionated criticism of a show not anyone who connects/likes the show.
But there's just so much to talk about which is bad in this episodes, as I watched it I was just hoping it jumps to some "it was all a dream sequence" as even that would be better than how the episode is going. First off ignoring any connection it has to the show, I didn't hate the episode despite how I may sound. I laughed a lot throughout it and found it enjoyable to watch... when I didn't think about what show I was watching. The episode just felt so not Barry if that makes sense. Going from E4 to this felt like two different shows. To make it clear what I mainly hated, was the fact that they added a supernatural demon girl. Like yeah it was funny, but not in Barry. It's more like some scary movie 5 shit not a show which had literally gone into some deep shit the previous episode regarding war crimes and the effect of war on people.
Sorry for the rant on an older episode as I know you are all way ahead, but before even finishing this episode I had to drop a rant on it. Hoping it gets better though 🤞
edit: ok wtf lmao this gotta be a joke just finished the episode and this literally just some scary movie 5 shit, so many things wrong with the end. Thought they were gonna do a slightly smart way with the end and the pharmacy fight. But they just have him shoot the guy and try to kill Barry (despite 100% there being security cameras in there) and the guy gets up and fucking kung fu pandas the cop. Idk man this episode had to just be a whole joke on purpose the writers just fucking round or something