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teencopandthesourwolf · 9 months
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THINGS THAT HAPPEN IN EVERY EPISODE OF TEEN WOLF EVER
part ii (part i HERE)
coach finstock philosophy being the thing that actually fixes you
a soundtrack that consists of the sort of music that makes you wish you were no longer alive, plus (ironically) the excellent song lose your soul by dead man's bones 
jeff davis forgetting character's ages and back stories and sometimes the characters themselves (fuck you forever for kira, jeff, you massive poopy head)
jeff davis forgetting the plot
jeff davis forgetting the fact that nobody likes him
tuning in for sterek and staying for sterek even when jeff davis stops giving the sterek scenes together, and staying for sterek even after one half of sterek leaves, in the hope that the half of sterek who left will one day return so you can keep on watching for sterek even though sterek is not even canon and you know inherently it never will be  
brilliantly appalling special FX
meredith having even crazier eyes than the character from the show orange is the new black who has crazy eyes and is actually named crazy eyes 
tyler hoechlin hands down having the best spine-tingling-hairs-standing-up-on-the-back-of-your-neck werewolf roar of any werewolf on any film or tv show about werewolves ever FIGHT ME
queer allegory my beloved <3
isaac inexplicably wearing a scarf all-year-round
all the characters bar derek (only bc it's hard to get it wrong with a henley and black jeans which is all he ever wears apart from the one-time crimson thumbhole shirt that was inspired drip) having honestly the worst fucking dress sense
jackson being the angriest most brilliantly hammy antagonist ever with the best facial expressions known to humankind who ends up evolving into the most adorable gayest gay to ever gay living his best life in londonia with his lovely boyfriend ethan where they are now both runway models for jean paul gaultier (who everybody knows is a french werewolf from way back when in the la bête du gévaudan era)
getting the feeling you should be doing absolutely anything else with your time instead of watching these idiots yet being completely addicted to loving this penny and dime clown show more than you love your own nearest and dearest 
VOID STILES BEING A 1000 YEAR OLD FOX DEMON THAT MAKES YOU HARD
having the constant need to shake scott vigorously because he is the funko pop! bobble head we all know and are forced to tolerate 
chris argent being such a cringe over-the-top-gun-toting-who's-your-daddy-badass that he somehow actually manages to circle back around to being rad af  
chris argent being so real and a dilf
none of the characters ever talking about the fact that scott's dad was an abusive arsehole apart from stiles because stiles is a champion amongst men who makes sure to tell scott's dad between scenes that his head looks like a cross between a crescent moon and a foot
every single character on the show knowing that there is not a hint of a shadow of a doubt that derek and stiles are doin the narsty—even the off-camera characters we never get to meet are always congregating on the reg in the grocery store or the coffee shop or the WSWA (We See Werewolves Anonymous) bi-weekly meetings and are all like "you know that furious-looking autistic dude with the spectacular monobrow whose eyes are sometimes definitely way too blue? and the noodly peewee herman MIT ADHD kid with the duct tape jeep whose dad is the sheriff of this fictional town none of us live in? they are definitely fucking omg." 
each and every school lesson we see scott and stiles attending actually being a top secret pentagram level mission impossible code for whatever supernatural shit is about to go down in beacon hills that day 
outing you as the monsterfucker you really are LMFAO
(find part i HERE)
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sparrowsabre7 · 8 months
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How come everyone goes apeshit over KITT and Ecto-1 and the DeLorean Time Machine and other rad 80s cars, Heck even moving into the 90s the "Jurassic Park" jeeps and yet the Ford Ltd from nearly universally beloved sci-fi classic "Men in Black" never gets any love?
That is one of the coolest cars in cinema and there is zero merch of it besides two micro machines that now go for insane money online.
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overland-defender · 1 year
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03/06/2022 - Here we Caen.
A 3am start and 122 miles later we arrive at Portsmouth harbour to catch the ferry to Caen. But no trip doesn’t have it story of inconveniences. My father had mentioned about the 3rd Covid jab and that I’ll likely need one… which I assumed I’d didn’t as I’d had 2 already. Cut a long story short 2 security refusals and a panic drive to get a bespoke lateral flow test, we managed to board the ferry after the 3rd attempt.
Surrounded by WW2 willies jeeps driven by enthusiasts wearing officer garments, You can definitely tell it’s the D-Day anniversary week. The ferry trip itself is about 6 hours long, but feels a lot longer with lack of decent entertainment and mediocre food. Luckily I had my work laptop, so i could crack on with outstanding jobs.
We disembark the ferry and head to accommodation located at Golf Omaha Beach just west of Port-en-Bessin-Huppain. Here we had a mooch around the fishing town(s) Port-en-Bessin and Huppain are actually two towns. Interestingly a battle took place here between the 7-8 June June 1944 where Royal marine commandos were tasked to capture the fortified port as part of operation overlord.
As a result the commandos had 136 casualties (46 killed, 70 wounded). We were fortunate enough to be in the right place at the right time witnessing a flyby of a Dakota - Douglas C47 which was pretty rad. The ports bars/restaurants were brimmed with WW2 soldiers and officers with GMC and Chevy trucks parked outside.. it was impressive.
We head back to the hotel, consume wheat beer and an artisan 3 course meal. Today wasn’t even the start of the WW2 tour.. the real fun begins tomorrow.
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ghostpyre · 10 months
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I'm accepting my fate now that it's halfway through the season and I am now, starting my once again very long job search. RIP free time while I rebuild my resume. I'm still working on downgrading my belonging; my brother gave me his old kindle and I finally found it in my jeep so I'll be working on getting rid of my books next which stinks but yea, it'll make the next move go smoother. Oh my god why did I choose this path in life like, cool, rad, I love but also ahhhhhhhhh
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rottiebonesart · 2 years
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I LOVE GRUFFENS COLORS HES SO RAD! do you have any more facts about him?? if thats ok owo
WAHH THANK YOU 😭 YES OFC THATS OK LOL I do better at talking abt my characters when people ask me questions about them anyways so ALWAYS feel welcome pls
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Here's some doodling on his character evolution?? Because you rlly go through A Lot in Bugsnax (burning alive, falling. constantly. and getting attacked) at some point he does sustain an injury that costs him his fang and scorched a good half of his mouth... Floofty had to step in and do some emergency field surgery and thaaat's how the whole thing was lost! (Which they may or may not have kept.)
There's a lot of growth in Bugsnax but what abt how YOU as the reporter grows, y'know? You go through a lot emotionally. Character wise though Gruffen goes from a hotshot reporter who only really cares about the story and looking cool and doesn't like getting emotionally invested or committed to others... to a really down-to-earth adventurer who's willing to take risks for his friends and pursue the truth. He's your cool weed-smoking aunt in energy and discovers he really likes physical affection. He'll pick you up in his jeep and the center console is FULL of complimentary snacks and he says he's taking you to get slushies.
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oldsalempost-blog · 9 months
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EDITOR:  Likely no one can dispute the need for Keowee Elementary to have a new facility.   That is not the case for our beautiful Tamassee-Salem Elementary If you have an interest in trying to keep our Tamassee-Salem Elementary School from closing you need to do something:  write letters to the school board, fill out the (absurd) survey online, or call up other parents and grandparents and join us at the next Oconee County School Board meeting on Monday, August 14th at 6:30pm at the Seneca High School.   (This is not the normal location or time due to summer graduation taking place at the Seneca High School.)   You may call the administrative office at 864-886-4400 to be a speaker.  You can just show up with a polite sign with a message to save the school.  Now is not the time to be silent.  LMartin
Town of SALEM:  Election: The Town of Salem will be holding election for Mayor and 2 Council seats.     held Nov 7, 2023 at the Salem Town Hall.  Candidate filing is from Friday Aug 11, noon  through noon Monday Aug 25th. Candidates must reside within the Salem town limits…..We will begin collecting Toys for Tots on Sept 9th, 5pm at the last summer Car/Truck/Motorcycle & Jeep show.  Fire Dept will be selling burgers and more for their local Christmas fundraising.  There will be first and second places for car show exhibits and for the group and/or club who brings the most toys. We are asking all local churches and businesses to participate to fill up our boxes.  We helped 94 children have Christmas last year within the Tamassee-Salem area.  944-2819.                                                                 ***Visit the Downtown Market every Sat 8am-12pm.                                                                                                                         *The children’s area at the Town park is closed for now for renovations.  The picnic shelter can still be rented. County National Awareness Day: Friday, August 11  9am-1pm Across from Salem Fire Department:  free smoke detectors, information on emergency situations and more.  
Jottings from Jeannie: Our Bible study encourages us to BALANCE diligence in our work with rest and prayer.  A widow  shared that living alone, she MUST be diligent.  Her day is busy caring for her house, yard, and pets.  Then she must buy groceries, pay bills, and finally before she goes to bed, she must be sure that the doors are locked and the security system is set. FINALLY, she may rest.  Her reward for a day of diligence is a night of deep rest. Rather than fretting over neglected duties, Kathy is thankful for her blessings and remembers the sick and the lonely in her prayers.  Her life is balanced.  She is at peace... You Princesses of Picket Post!  You Kings of Keowee!  Let's follow Kathy's example.  Use your time to complete  housework rather than wasting time watching junk TV. -- Then Your Heavenly Father will hear your prayers and grant you  sound sleep and energy for the new day!  Miz Jeannie Loves You!!!                                                                                                                            
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THE PENDING COFFEE:   We were sitting in a small coffee shop and two customers arrived.  “ Five coffees please, two for us and three pending.”    They paid for five and only get two.     I asked, “ What is pending coffee?” and was told to wait and see. Two more customers arrived and paid for their two coffees.   After a while  three more customers came in and ordered seven coffees.  Three for now and four pending.    While I was there what appeared to be a homeless man entered the shop.  He approached the counter and with a soft quite voice he asked,  “ Do you have any pending coffee?”      This type of charity began in Naples, Italy.       People who are able pay ahead for coffee or meals for those who cannot.  story is shared by OSP reader J.C.
Here is the CONCLUSION of Pauline Kelley Cannon's story:                                DAR SCHOOL STUDENT FROM 1942-46 RECALLS:  (Nineteenth and Final Installment of Pauline Kelley Cannon's Memoir). . . A LOOK BACK. . .I still have the footlocker in my attic if the rust hasn't eaten it up. I also kept my boat, but after Ernest and I got married it got left behind somewhere as we were moving from one place to another. . .There are many new buildings that have been built at Tamassee since I went to school there. They include the new dining hall, the auditorium, the gymnasium, the North Carolina Gibson Chapel, the Michigan Building, the California Building, and the New York Cottage. The infirmary is now a daycare facility. They also have a new water plant and have built a new building on Highway 11 for the rummage sales. I'm sure there are some more that I have forgotten. . .Some buildings that were there while I was there are gone. The Indiana Cottage and the Scout Hut were torn down, and the Ohio Hobart Hall burned down in 1988. . .Each time I go back to Tamassee to visit, I feel as if I have left a part of me there, and I am homesick for at least a week before I get over it. I have so many memories of friends and teachers that I learned to love while I was there. . .I thank God for Tamassee. It is truly the place of the sunlight of God!!. . .END OF STORY (Footnote written by Ashton Hester: As I said at the outset of this story, sadly, Mrs. Cannon died a few years ago, but not before being able to tell her story!)
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SONGS of the COWBOY Trail- Aug. 19th, 7pm– Jef Wilson sings the songs of Gene Autry, Bob Wills, Cowboy Copas and others.  Show only  $10 or Cowboy Dinner & Show $20. Tickets available on the eaglesnestartcenter.org website on Ticketleap or at the Town or Salem. Or, call 864-280-1258
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17:37 • 15 July 2023
my schedule was at 630. too early kaso yun lang yung available time. hindi ko pa sure saan bababa, either lagpas, or before alabang med. either way, maglalakad ako habang umuulan so dun nlang ako sa alam kong medyo mas maiksing lakarin. i arrived passed 640. 
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there were 2 lalaking staff tapos 2 patients waiting. i was asked if my request has been approved knowing it was dated June 26. i said, not yet. tried to get it approved kaso sarado pa hmo. ate girl from pharmacy said mga 730-8 pa siguro magkakatao. went back sa rad department and told the sirs na mamaya pa raw ako maapprove. they asked for additional details and bakit ang tagal na nung request lol. so i gave the info they needed. mayamaya, the mas matandang sir (renz) talked to the mas batang sir. sabi ni mas batang sir hindi pa approved hmo ko. sabi ni sir renz tsaka na lang magpaapprove, mas mabuti isalang nako. 
the female doctor arrived. pinahiga ako nung 2 sir sa isang room. ang tagal bago dumating nung doctor kasi nakita ko padaan daan pa siya sa labas ng room at nagaasikaso pa ata nung nauna sa akin. so the takot sa hospital self ko eh nagpapanic. then after 5mins siguro, pumasok na siya. since walang babaeng assistant, naiwan yung mas batang sir. medyo bothered me kasi ofc pinataas yung shirt. nakapatay ilaw pero basta weird. nag-uusap sila ni doc. bakit daw walang girl today ganyan at sila nag-aassist. tapos mega ask siya kasi aalis na pala si batang assistant at lilipat ng dasma para magturo. lahat yun nangyayari habang sinasabihan niya ko ng inhale exhale HAHAHAHAHA.
around 720 na ata ako natapos. i stayed for a while kasi nga need ko pa magpa-approve ng hmo. around 750, i tried my luck and billing pa lang yung open. inaccommodate na lang ako ni maam and siya na nagprocess ng hmo ko. after ng approval, went back to rad and sir renz said balik ako after 2hrs.
naghihintay pa lang inisip ko na agad na gusto ko magpasta so i went sa yellowcab na malapit HAHAHAHA. nasa utak ko na mag-aglio olio pero lahat ng pasta may solo order except dun. the kuripot in me struggled. pero gusto ko talaga so umorder nako nung pang-2-3 pax and a mug rootbeer bc sabi ko deserve ko naman siguro lol.
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ako lang mag-isa dun. when i saw my order naisip ko, hala parang kaya ko ubusin to lahat? HAHAHAH gutom yarn? i made sure na magrootbeer bc we’ll never know baka mamaya ang result eh marami nang bawal. plus matagal nako hindi nagrorootbeer so meron akong reason lol.
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fun fact: i always wanted to have a bfast or dinner date w someone. these two meals are special to me kasi kumbaga ito yung umpisa ng araw at pangclose ng araw. dinner date is very common pero i think bfast date is also special. ayun lang never namin nagawa tapos ewan if possible pa. :c:
anyways, hindi naman nila ko pinalayas. plus ako lang pa rin ang tao walang iba at all. i stayed until 930 halos bc mas gugustuhin ko pang dun magstay kesa sa loob ng ospital. may natira akong pasta at di ko rin naubos yung rootbeer. nasayangan ako kasi naisip ko rin wala kong kain halos tapos rootbeer pa talaga iniinom ko edi wow. 
pagdating ko sa rad, sobrang dami nang tao. umupo lang ako sa same pwesto ko and was planning to wait kasi nga 10 pa dapat yung results if 2hrs after. sir renz saw me and kinuha niya na agad yung result ko. tinawag niya nako agad after nung kausap niya.
so okay naman lahat. thank God wala naman akong stones sa gallbladder HAHAHAHHA. tbh nanood nako ng videos ng operation bc bingo talaga ko sa symptoms. so far, so good lahat. maliban lang sa cyst sa kidney wc i think hindi naman ata deliks? well, not sure pa kasi hindi pa naiinterpret. umuwi lang ako agad bc antok na antok nako. 
pahabol chismis. so pagsakay ko ng jeep, nakakita kong suka sa floor HAHAHAHA kamote. sumuka yung isang pasahero (lalaki) tapos hassle na hassle mga kasama niya (2f+1m). kausap ni isang girl yung jowa ng lalaki tapos ayaw gumising nung lalaki. syempre if ako rin sumuka sa jeep yuyuko nlang me forevs nakakahiya. gagalit si kuya driver kesyo linisin daw or bayaran nila boundary niya. gets ko naman point niya. i think mas nakakainis lang kasi nga yung lalaking sumuka parang tulug-tulugan so walang magtake ng responsibility. yung isang girl at isang boy nilinis nila yung suka habang umaandar yung jeep. naubusan silang wipes na meron pang konting kalat pero no choice sila. gusto ko man tumulong kaso wala rin me dalang wipes or tissue. i offered my water kasi parang tinatry nila buhusan para madakot ng ayos yung suka pero di tinaggan ni kuya guy. tapos bababa na dapat sila ng pilar pero di na nakababa, kasi imimeet nlang yung jowa ni nagsuka sa colours. di ko na sure anong nangyari kasi nauna nako bumaba lol.
ayun lang. hello, saturday.
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thebbtalks · 1 year
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Here marks the closing of a chapter. Anyone who's known me for a long time knows I've wanted to buy a truck/SUV for more than a decade... 😅 As a part of my new life and new adventures to come, I promised myself that I was finally going to do it! Today, I traded in my beloved Sindi for this beautiful orange (Pun'kin) Rubicon!!! I couldn't be more excited right now for the new year to come, and for so many opportunities ahead of me. For the first time, I feel so secure in knowing my direction and the things I want. I feel the courage to let go of all the things that don't serve my purpose or direction. I'm thankful for the support I've had along the way, and my reliable little Civic Si. She's been a big part of my identity over the last 7 years and was the first car I bought for myself. She's served me well, and hopefully her next owner will love her as much as I did. It's with a heavy heart that I go back home to my apartment without her... But definitely stay tuned for some RAD off road shenanigans to come!!! Cheers to new beginnings and the new year! 🍻 -xoxo #jeep #rubicon #jeeplife #honda #civic #civicsi #hondalove #beginning #newyear #newcar #newtown #newstate #phoenix #arizona #adventure #adventuretime #grateful #blessed #cheers #love #selflove #newchapter (at Courtesy Jeep) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cmp2sapMZeo/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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#rap #rapper #wordsavage #wordravager #ravageher Here’s a token to get the US open I’m your token token toting this for tokens TAL JR when I talk it and walk it on the range like a Ranger but I’m not all that and tall at all (Not Tal Jr, not a Ranger, not tall except to an ant/aunt, Surely) Walking small unlike the one who was Walking Tall and Fishing Tall The small fish should have gotten pissed when the Big Rock picked him at the picnic, took a pic and said “How Beautiful is this????” ???????? Please show me some moa heart in Samoa 🇼🇸 Junior Smith like JR Smith Renegade like a cavalier Cav against the Redcoats Toking with my kin like the kin in HisStory, Tolkien’s Sadly skulking and and sulking with the Skull King like Golem Goin for the goal like it’s a goal den Livin my life like it’s golden Feel me in Philly like Jill Scott that’s an old one Tar on the tarmac like Hulk Hogan Terry Eugene Bollea bowlin them over in Georgia Augusta and has the guts to gut ya with a semicolon Now that’s gusto Gustavo no lyin Ryan like Nolan In the Nolia like Nokia another classic old one Very classic and glassic like Vlassic this is some rad shit Leave it to Lassie to pass this on fastly Road shit to say on the road like a group of roadies movin and dashing Like the Roadrunner doing DoorDash Jokemaker to Brodies like a bro with deep Dash Great like Arthur Ash Deep dish pizza, non-dairy that’s kind kin Tingling spines like a spine bend Adesanya the spine bender and I’m the mind bender Bending words like Beckham until my rhymes jam the bends with Benjamins Frankly I’ve been jammin for some time Franklin Line up the insanity like Lin’s kind kin and like Johnny I walk the line thin Walking in like Christopher Walken into Linkin Park Bustin Rhymes you want to Touch 24 hours a day like Sutherland Lend me the other hand Keif I’m the chief smokin keef with Chief Keef that ain’t cheap Like birdies I go cheep cheep A bird on your Jeep goes Jeep Jeep What a creep creepin fast past ten mph (meeph) Mph is miles per hour I got the flower power Don’t give me the sour flower (à Las Vegas, Nevada) https://www.instagram.com/p/CinXhSopZg2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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thomas-auf-reise · 2 years
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Rauf auf den Ätna 🇮🇹
Ich bin bis fast 08:00 Uhr liegen geblieben, obwohl ich schon wach war.
Einfach mal den Rucksack 🎒 gepackt, aufs Rad geschwungen um eine Tour zum Ätna hoch für HEUTE zu finden. Die meisten Stände, die solche Tagestouren vermitteln, hatten noch gar geöffnet - bis auf einen: dort hieß es dann: „At 10:00 is a Tour that you make...“ „Ok, that’s in 3 Minutes - perfect, here I am to take part.“ 😃😃😃
5 Minuten später saß ich mit zwei anderen Travellern im Jeep unseres Guides Simone, der den Vulkan 🌋 bergauf gebrettert ist. Bis auf 1.900 Meter sind wir hoch gefahren und dann dort zu Kratern gewandert. Zwischendurch ist unser Guide auch noch Strecken mit dem Jeep gefahren, die vor uns mit Müh und Not andere mit dem Quad hinbekommen haben 😳. Die Atmosphäre am Ätna war sehr beeindruckend und die 1,5 stündige Wanderung war nice 👍🏻
Danach ging’s weiter zur Alcantara Schlucht mit eiskaltem Wasser 💦 - war ne Menge los - und zwar zu Recht. Tolle Kulisse und willkommene Abkühlung. Danach ging’s zurück nach Naxos.
Dort bin ich direkt in den nächsten Bus nach Taormina gesprungen und habe mir dort das Greek theatre 🎭 (Amphitheater) angeschaut. - super, super schöne Aussicht von dort auf dem Gelände: zum Ätna, nach Naxos und auch in die andere Richtung!
Einen habe ich noch: Parco Paradiso mit herrlich toll angelegtem Park mit arabischen Einschlag à la Alhambra. 🤩
Danach erst mal relaxed in ein Weinlokal gesetzt... und mit Andrea telefoniert
Anschließend gemütlich durch die Stadt gebummelt und mit Bus und später mit dem Rad 🚲 nach Hause gefahren.
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sunnypogue · 4 years
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rafe takes care of his drunk girlfriend (headcanon)
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rafe takes care of his drunk, bratty girlfriend. the eternal mood. 
pls drink responsibly (this is not responsible) & please don’t drink underage!
warnings: drinking, a lil nsfw.
as a senior in college, with an active social life & a rad group of friends, you normally were able to hold your liquor better, able to hang with a majority of your friends (except for kie, who was a fucking tank)
of course, that all went out the window when your girl group decided to pregame the pregame with a power hour, knocking a shot of beer every minute for an hour
(y’all spiced it up with a tequila shot every 10 minutes - a very smart and rational thing to do)
by the time you ended up at the actual pregame, you were walking like a newborn giraffe, clutching sarah’s arm (equally as drunk, but better at the whole walking thing) as y’all made your way to the backyard of her boyfriend’s frat house
you squealed when you saw pope (your freshman year bio lab partner, aka the only reason you didn’t flunk out), stole a beer from jj (enemies-turned-friends, now that he was dating kie) and made a face at john b (who had his tongue down sarah’s throat in record time)
after getting roped into two rounds of chandelier, you were ushered into an uber, halfway perched on kie’s lap (who was snug on jj’s lap, who had a leg over john b, who was basically spooning sarah - pope somehow got shotgun) before getting deposited in front of your favorite bar - a mostly outdoor joint with a rooftop bar - you bounced to the front of the line, spotting a couple sorority sisters, slipping away from the group you started with
one gin & tonic later, you and your sophomore year housemate found yourselves up on a random chair, dancing to an aggressive remix of work by asap ferg. you went to sip your drink twice, missing your mouth with the straw both times.
“need some help there baby?”
your face lit up, immediately placing that voice. “rafe!” you yelled, throwing your hands up at the sight of your boyfriend, looking cute as hell in a backwards hat and a grey henley. “how’d you find me?!”
he smirked, placing a steady hand on your lower back as the chair wobbled. “I had a couple people give me a heads up. you’re not hard to miss, baby.”
(true - you had long ass hair, long ass legs, a loud ass mouth - and you knew everyone. easy to pick out of a lineup, for sure.)
you smiled, big & wide, eyes crinkling, “come up here!”
“yeah, that’s gonna be a hard no. actually, I think you should come down - isn’t that like, a sorority rule or something? no dancing on chairs?”
“it’s no elevated surfaces, cameron.” your old roommate, michelle chimed in, not missing a beat as y’all danced on each other. 
(rafe & your old roomie had a liiiiittle bit of beef, mainly because topper had hooked up with her and then left her high and dry and rafe then defended topper and you were caught in the middle and - yeah. weird dynamic.)
rafe raised an eyebrow, before reaching up and plucking you right off the chair (michelle almost toppled to the ground - she had really been grinding on you) - “well, lovely as always, michelle.”
you let rafe grab your hand, using the other to wave bye to your friends (completely ignoring the fact that you were still holding your watered down g&t, sloshing it around - rafe helped you set it down)
“where are we going?” you asked, eyes wide as you looked around for your friends - everything was a little blurry, though
“home.”
“home?! but you JUST got here!”
rafe tugged you out the side door, pulling his keys out and unlocking his car, which was (illegally) parked right outside. “why do you think I came? sarah texted me and said you disappeared into the bar absolutely shitfaced.”
you pouted as he buckled you into the passenger seat of his Jeep, swatting at his hands. “I can do it.”
he ignored you, clicking the seat belt in, before tugging on the shoulder strap. “don’t unbuckle.”
y’all were halfway home, car silent, when you looked up from your hands. “are you mad?”
“no, I’m not mad.”
“you kinda sound mad.”
rafe looked over at you. “I’m not mad, baby. I’m just wondering what the fuck happened to girls night? I thought you were staying at my sister’s?”
you huffed, lurching with the car as the light turned green. “well, someone suggested we do a power hour -“
“was that someone you?”
“shut up!” you turned, pouting.
he grinned, one hand on the steering wheel, other hand protectively on the back of your headrest. “c’mon baby, I know you too well.”
you kept your pout up for exactly 8 more seconds, before you sighed and admitted “yes.”
rafe couldn’t stop laughing, hand sliding to your bare upper thigh.
“it’s not that funny.” 
you ignored him the rest of the way home, not as amused as he was by the whole thing.
he pulled into his driveway, house dark - “roommates are all out.” he offered, climbing out of the car. you didn’t move to unbuckle. “oh, come on baby, don’t be like that, I was kidding.”
rafe rounded the car, opening the door, easily dodging your hands as you went to knock him away. he unbuckled you and lifted you out of the car. “you’re not staying here all night - let’s go.”
you yelled the whole way, wiggling as he carried you through the front door, into the kitchen to grab two water bottles, up the stairs to the master suite, and tossed you on the bed.
“here - put this on,” he blindly tossed you a hoodie, before cracking the water bottle. “and drink this.”
you turned your nose at the plastic bottle, “you should really be nicer to the environment, rafe.”
rafe sighed, moving to grab the hydroflask that sat on his nightstand. “is this better?”
you begrudgingly took a sip, not making eye contact with him as he towered over you.
“you gonna ignore me all night?”
“I don’t know. are you going to make fun of me for being a TEENSY bit drunk?” - you were pouting again.
your equilibrium shifted suddenly, as rafe moved to the bed, tugging you with him. “oh god rafe, too fast!”
“yeah, a teensy bit drunk, huh?” he laughed, arranging you in his lap. he helped you slip your tube top and skirt off (only briefly pausing to roll your nipples between his fingers, loving the way you keened), before dressing you in his hoodie.
you sighed, sleepy, curling further into him as he brushed your hair out of your face.
“sorry for being a hot mess. thanks for coming to get me.”
you felt rafe kiss the back of your neck, before lifting the hydroflask up to your lips for you to slowly sip.
“no problem pretty girl. anytime.”
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jigglypurin · 2 years
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Lego Racers
      I distinctly remember the smell of the big box PC game's packaging as my parents pulled out of the Costco parking lot. Peppery, for some reason. I was about four or five. I couldn't help but crack the box open on the way home to read the manual and stare at the art, still bathed in that odd peppery smell. Rocket Racer, the game's final boss and posterboy, looked at me with his smug grin, and I knew I had to beat him. I was relatively new to playing video games and using the computer, but I knew enough to put the disc into the big tray, and wait for the autorun to hit Install.
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      LEGO Racers is a 1999 kart-style racing game released for Windows (and N64 and PS1, but I never touched those), and it is the game I most closely associate with my very young childhood. There were definitely others I played around the time, my first personal console being a Gameboy, but I'll get to those eventually. When I think of Lego Racers, I lovingly remember the feeling of being at the family Windows 98 computer in what we called the sunroom (basically an afterthought built-on room to our house that faced west and had gigantic windows), and having my very first truly heart-poundingly tense moments before triumph in a game.
      I don't exactly remember how long it took me to finish. I spent most of my time in front of it coming up with little characters and making them the coolest little cars a five-year-old could imagine. Then, I'd take them into the test drive area and show off to the little pixel crowd in the stands.
      The game's box art and intro cutscene proudly display the game's seven circuit bosses: Captain Redbeard, a stock pirate fella with a simple but sleek treasure chest-engine car - King Kahuka, a hindsight racist tribal islander stereotype with a throne shaped car - Basil the Batlord, a vampire with a rad dragon-headed red and black low-profile car - Johnny Thunder, an Indiana Jones parody with a rather non-descript but cool looking car with head and tail lights - Baron Von Barron, Johnny's archnemesis with a sleek retro Jeep - Moth (whose name I will not say in its entirety), a blue alien queen with a cool blue moon-rover, and finally, Rocket Racer himself, whose autograph is scrawled across the game's cover art;  a man with his very own circuit named after himself, and a machine that screams *speed* with its arrow-shaped nose, cockpit style windshield, and rear rocket boosters. To my little 5 year old mind, these boss racers were on another level; truly skilled drivers I would need to give my all to defeat. 
      Gameplay-wise, it's a standard kart racing fare. Press gas at the right time during the countdown to boost, avoid obstacles, get power-ups and win. But getting to build and race your own car creations was half the fun as well. Legos being a special interest of mine as a kid made the game much more than the sum of its parts. I had a huge plastic tub filled with them. I still love building Lego cars to this day. It's unfortunate that the game is 2-players at most. Obviously important were the items: Red bricks were attacks like cannonballs and rockets, Yellow were hazards like oil-slicks and a mummy's curse that played with your controls, Blue were shields, and Green were speed boosters, with smaller White bricks that acted as level-ups for your items. I pretty quickly figured out that Green was the best. Why hit everyone or protect myself when I could just get so far ahead they couldn't touch me?
            The game has 13 tracks, 12 of which you will see before you are halfway finished. Each grand prix has 4 tracks, so the latter half of the boss racers simply have mirrored versions of the former's. Each track is based on a distinct Lego set from tech themed space and arctic, pirate laden and tomb raiding adventure and island, and wizard and warrior style medieval and magic. As you start a grand prix, you get a short scene of the boss driver taunting you and showing off their car. Against the boss, there was little room for error if you wanted 1st overall. Like most kart racers, you got points based on your position at the end of each race. And no matter what, the boss racer will finish first if you do not. No lie, making it to the final track with gold in sight never failed to get my little heart racing. Especially since you stopped dead in your tracks upon any crash. Getting hit by an enemy's attack was one thing. Annoying, but you could recover. Crashing into a wall and having to back up? Agony. Many of the later tracks had just such obstacles jutting out at right angles to end any hope of victory.
      After finishing a grand prix, the game shows you two cutscenes (unless you got 2nd or 3rd, then you get one, and it's not particularly flattering), first of your character triumphantly dancing upon a gigantic 1st place pedestal, showboating their gold trophy with fireworks and flash bulbs. After that rush of dopamine, because being five and winning enough points in the circuit to earn your way to 1st was already so much, the game gives you an extra mind-blowing moment of the circuit's boss racer, kicking the sand and 'aw shucks'-ing as they accept their defeat and present you with a brand new set of bricks to use for your cars and drivers (which initially, I remember scaring me as a kid? at least at first? They first appear in silhouette and I had no clue what was happening. I was an easily scared kid, you will learn more about that. It comes up a lot). I was stunned. Not only did the boss just tell me I'm a better racer - now I can *play as him*? And build *his car*? Transcendent. 
      Aurally, the sounds of this game are completely burned into my brain. The goofy, catchy theme that plays on the main menu, the bouncy garage theme, the squeaks and clicks of placing bricks, and the loud, distinct sounds of each powerup. Just watch a few moments of gameplay and you'll see (hear) what I mean. A few of the track themes as well I can still catch myself humming from time to time. 
Some good specific memories:
-A moment where my sister, 6 years my senior, was watching me, rooting for me as I took on Johnny Thunder's grand prix. On the final track, the reversed Captain Redbeard stage, I managed to snag a last minute un-powered up green boost brick. My blood ran cold and my pulse jumped as I leaned back in the chair, and barely rocketed ahead to take the win. We both cheered.
-The day where I both finally defeated Moth, an extremely fast racer with exceedingly difficult tracks, and finally met Rocket Racer himself, face to low-poly face. His cutscene is, for lack of a better word, epic in the mind of a child. Veronica Voltage, another racer who heads the Time Attack mode, congratulates you on your series of wins against the previous boss drivers, and says there's someone you should meet. A midi-orchestra begins to play. A massive metal door raises slowly, and Rocket Racer walks out of the shadows to your drivers shock. He acknowledges your skill and challenges you to race on his own track before turning and walking toward a swirling portal, laughing as he says "I'll be waiting for you... at the finish line." Tiny me was awestruck. This game rocks. Rocket's track, funnily enough, is kind of a joke once you've got it down. It's chock-full of green bricks and white upgrade bricks, so you can get the way overpowered Space Warp boost that just teleports you further ahead on the track. While Rocket also knows how to use those bricks well, at this point, you probably know how to use them better.
-Cracking open my big CD case some years later, age 10 or 11, and installing it on my own laptop. Getting to play Lego Racers in the comfort of my own bed was a dream come true. 
This first one is a little rambly and more about the game itself than my memories surrounding it. Honestly, that's because the game follows me to this day. I still own the disc. It's not installed (new lappy doesn’t have a disc drive lol), but I reminisce on it often. I've since emulated the N64 and PS1 versions, but neither hold a candle to the one I grew up with. It's a warm reminder of my days where Rocket Racer was the coolest motherfucker, getting a new Lego set would make my week, and little victories in games meant the world.
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pauliewwac · 5 years
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Furiosa's trail cherry popped this weekend. Had a blast all weekend. Wheeled with my momma, my lady, and some of my closest friends. #jeep #Ohiojeepjam #muddybuddys #wrangler #JKU #wheeling #offroad #4x4 #jeepjam #justemptyeverypocket #digitalcamo #jeeper #beepbeepjeep #rad #fun #picoftheday https://www.instagram.com/p/B1UjNsKBxMF/?igshid=sn5yd54k63k3
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