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[PhantomCatClock]

I re ad BB10's post up until he said the word cartoon, because 1005% of McDonald's toys are from cartoons




Taco Bell. I remember them having toys from Mario 64, but not Mario World. Did they actually do a Yoshi toy for 64?

[Slurpee]

I think so

I wasn't the right age for mario world toys, I'd've been like 2, and we were a sega house anyway
sega and turbographx 16

and DOS

[Slurpee]

the internet is so fucked up

[Slurpee]

I wanna drop calculus so bad ;___;

[PhantomCatClock]

I had the ball maze and I thought it was a cool way to show off that a game is 3D and really felt like Taco Bell was really creative for a company that doesn't really need a tchotchke department


they soon thereafter disbanded the tchotchke department



There were images on that maze that weren't in Mario 64. I think one side was a red koopa shell with wings. Like, that wasn't even a Nintendo publicity photo, it was in zero mario games, a 3D shell with wings but no koopa in it? Taco Bell, man. More advanced imaginations than Nintendo, tell you what.

[Slurpee]

the absense of the koopa is a recursive metaphor for the absense of Nintendo in its creation
truly Taco Bell were the something smthn

[RobClock]

we were a sega house anyway
sega and turbographx 16

As a collective society in retrospect it's agreed that the SNES was objectively the best console of that era, right?

[Slurpee]

we were a sega house anyway
sega and turbographx 16

As a collective society in retrospect it's agreed that the SNES was objectively the best console of that era, right?

totes

[PhantomCatClock]

press ` to toggle developer snes

[Slurpee]

oh I came here to post about charles baudelaire

so I really liked Élévation ("fly far, far away from this baneful miasma" 😌) and was like hm you know let me read about this dude

he was like

The Poet is a kinsman in the clouds
Who scoffs at archers, loves a stormy day;
But on the ground, among the hooting crowds,
He cannot walk, his wings are in the way

and I was like hm nice, but I'm a huge sucker for flight, obv.
what else ya got?
and he was like

Modernity is the transitory, fugitive, contingent, it is but one half of art, of which the other half is the eternal and immutable.

what a lovely thought! and a noble aim, to capture the unchanging in the image of the present.
then he was like

The observer is a prince who enjoys his incognito everywhere. The lover of life makes the world his family, just as the lover of the fair sex devises his family from all discovered, discoverable and undiscoverable beauties; as the lover of pictures lives in an enchanted society of painted dreams on canvas.

and here, the immutable joy of being able to see the beauty in the world~ =)

What is intoxicating about bad taste is the aristocratic pleasure of offensiveness

hah! from nature boy to high schlock.
maybe this is my boy?

There is in the word, in the logos, something sacred which forbids us to gamble with it. To handle a language skilfuly is to practice a kind of evocative sorcery.

ah-ha! so this is who the penny arcade guy was ripping off when he said that in a medium defined by text, a writer is the closest thing we have to a wizard. a comforting if masturbatory thought for a writer...

There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill and to create. Other men are taxable and exploitable, made for the stable, that is to say, to exercise so called professions.

yikes. not at all my ethos, but I respect the concision of the thought
maybe this isn't my boy...

I have always been astonished that women are allowed to enter churches. What talk can they have with God?

wait what? no go back to the... like, the beauty and joy and purity of creative work, baudelaire, like you were saying before with the

To love intelligent women is the pleasure of a pederast.

no, what? no-

This is what a girl really is: a little fool, a little slut; the greatest idiocy united with the greatest depravity

baudelaire what the FUCK

There is an invincible taste for prostitution in the heart of man, from which comes his horror of solitude. He wants to be 'two'. The man of genius wants to be 'one'.... It is this horror of solitude, the need to lose oneself in the external flesh, that man nobly calls 'the need to love'

stawp 😖

stop being complex and flawed figures, people from history, I don't have room for all this infuriating fucking nuance. you can be a substance abuser, a pervert, an autist, or a suicide, and I'll happily make my peace with it, but don't have beautiful simpatico thoughts expressed in a lovely way and then also be a weirdo misogynist creep syphilitically ranting about the joys of fucking prostitutes. I don't know how to file that!

[BilliardBall10]

the internet is so fucked up

what do you mean? this is simply an ad for taco bell's super mario games...
explain why ''its fucked up'' to me, plz.

I'd've been like 2, and we were a sega house anyway
sega and turbographx 16
and DOS

i was raised in a sony house, so the playstation was an obvious choice.
however, the PS1 (or PSX, if you are feeling fancy) had superior graphics+amazing games for its time...

so yeah, if i would choose again, i would still choose PS1/PSX as a good console to play games with.

I had the ball maze and I thought it was a cool way to show off that a game is 3D and really felt like Taco Bell was really creative for a company that doesn't really need a tchotchke department

tchotchke?

what in tchotchke's name is tchotchke?!
(i found out that it means ''knick-knack, a toy or trinket'' in jewish-american).

teach me more cool words, sir phantomcat! (i like learning new cool stuff+slangs)

[BilliardBall10]

i love slurpee's posts:

oh I came here to post about charles baudelaire

so I really liked Élévation ("fly far, far away from this baneful miasma" ) and was like hm you know let me read about this dude
he was like[...]
stop being complex and flawed figures, people from history, I don't have room for all this infuriating fucking nuance. you can be a substance abuser, a pervert, an autist, or a suicidal, and I'll happily make my peace with it, but don't have beautiful simpatico thoughts expressed in a lovely way and then also be a weirdo misogynist creep syphilitically ranting about the joys of fucking prostitutes. I don't know how to file that!

hahaha! i've read some of charles baudelaires poems(online), but i didnt know that he was such a misogynist!
then again, his face is the face of a man who would slap a woman, so it isnt hard to imagine that he was a misogynist.
he looked like a harsh person, despite the beauty of his poems.

OK, so since we're talking about great writers/poets that had a dark/hidden side, then i should mention that james joyce, the great writer that wrote ''ulysses'', also had a strange fart fetish, which is shown in the (sex)letters that he wrote to his wife.

here are some excerpts from james joyce's correspondence with his wife:
letter 1:

"My sweet little whorish Nora I did as you told me, you dirty little girl, and pulled myself off twice when I read your letter." This is followed by "I wish you would smack me or flog me even. Not in play, dear, in earnest and on my naked flesh. I wish you were strong, strong, dear, and had a big full proud bosom and big fat thighs. I would love to be whipped by you, Nora love!"!

what??? OK, so he liked big ass 'n titties, and smacking? lets see the next letters...

"At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue came bursting out through your lips and if I gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual, fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole."!

hahaha!! ''im gonna fuck the farts out of you!'' will be the new best expression, i tell ya!
OK, moving on...

"It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one out of her. I think I would know Nora's fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not like the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have. It is sudden and dry and dirty like what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night. I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also. "!

sweet lord. he certainly liked his wife(and her body/farts). also he had a very passionate, vivid writing style...
i mean farts, smacking and flogging can be wrong, but the man is certainly good at sex-texting his wife.
see?! now you know that the man behind ulysses also had a strange, kinky side. the more you know.

next time, we will talk about mozart's farting poems, and how he made farting/poop jokes with his friends+family.
(despite that, mozart was awesome tho... he wrote some of the greatest music songs* ever.)
*or symphonies/concerts, if you want to be more precise.

[PhantomCatClock]

Yo, I've got Friday off. Anyone wanna go turdshitting?

[Slurpee]

you know it ain't turd shitting without me homes

[GreyClock]

Mozart: we [sic] wrote some of the greatest music songs ever. -BilliardBall10Clock.

Has the internet ruined facts? I don't mean that in a fake news kind of way, but in the sense that I've read about Joyce's fart fetish, Mozart's Leck mich im Arsch etc. and Beaudelaire's syphilitic ravings on Cracked and various other websites about forty times already. I mean, the internet was fun at first: Fart fetish? Wow! *click* Leck mich... lol! *click* "I'm insane." *click*, but it has now sucked all the joy out of it, repeating the limited supply ad nauseam. Ten hilarious things from history you didn't know! I can only imagine that before the internet, you'd be reading, I don't know, a serious biography on Joyce and something like that would come up out of the blue. Now you're just bombarded with it. In fact, I once read something on Gérard de Nerval in an actual book and it mentioned that he used to walk his pet lobster through Paris on a silk ribbon. How wonderful is that? I never looked into it any deeper, I just had that image somewhere in a corner of my mind. It apparently has about 30,000 hits on Google and you instantly learn that, in all likelihood, it's a fabrication and that it was even referenced in the fucking Simpsons. I have other shit to do so I can't finish this post right now, but if I would I'd ask myself: - What's with the elitism of knowledge? "It's been on the Simpsons? Ugh." -Why does knowing that it probably didn't happen take the fun out of it? I mean from a scientific POV it's fine I guess, one more misconception cleared away and all that, but I liked the knowledge that a man once walked around with a lobster on a leash. Maybe at some point in time someone other than Nerval did walk around with lobster, who knows? It would be great if fiction could somehow scratch that same itch: Hemingway liked to wear tassels on his nipples. The other day I was thinking about the level of my caring about other people, and I imagined an unknown stillborn birthed 1412 years ago in what is now modern-day Tajikistan... this ending is getting awfully long and far removed from the original point so OK for now.

[PhantomCatClock]

[BilliardBall10]

Mozart: we [sic] wrote some of the greatest music songs ever. -BilliardBall10Clock.

excuse me, but that was a typo. i wanted to type: ''he wrote some of the greatest songs ever''.
case+point:

next time, we will talk about mozart's farting poems, and how he made farting/poop jokes with his friends+family.
(despite that, mozart was awesome tho... he wrote some of the greatest music songs* ever.)
*or symphonies/concerts, if you want to be more precise.

Has the internet ruined facts? I don't mean that in a fake news kind of way, but in the sense that I've read about Joyce's fart fetish, Mozart's Leck mich im Arsch etc. and Beaudelaire's syphilitic ravings on Cracked and various other websites about forty times already.[...]
Maybe at some point in time someone other than Nerval did walk around with lobster, who knows? It would be great if fiction could somehow scratch that same itch: Hemingway liked to wear tassels on his nipples.
[...]this ending is getting awfully long and far removed from the original point so OK for now.

yes, i can understand that the massive waves of information (from the internet) can ruin some beautiful myths, and it can often shine light into some dark, mysterious myths of the past, thus, breaking them down in pieces, unveiling the whole shroud of mystery that used to cover them, and in a way, its destroying their original mystical charm+their secret beauty, their true mystery...
BUT! that doesnt mean that internet's vast knowledge and speed-of information is bad, no.
it simply means that NOW, you can easily know many obscure facts... things that you could only learn (in the past) by reading many books, studying biographies of famous artists+intellectuals, AND by digging through libraries in order to find a specific piece of information that existed in local/historical reports; things that would be usually found in town's records, reports, and/or from really old newspapers.

with that being said, certainly, repetition can be hell for a man who knows it all, but alas, isnt it great that we now have all the knowledge around us, easily accessible in the blink of an eye, lying there, ready to be summoned with the simple press of keys, keys that exist under our fingertips?

i personally think that this is great, and that the internet can be a great tool, if used corrrectly.
people can learn many things, and some hidden facts+knowledges can be unearthed for the masses.
certainly, all this (super)information can oversaturate a knowledgeable man, and it can debunk some old, fascinating myths, but it can also unearth many long lost stories, old truths and facts that were lost due to their obscurity/due to a lack of proper research.
(just like the fun facts that showed to us the hidden facts+habits of old artists/historical figures).

also, gerard de nerval seemed like an interesting man!
i love surrealism, so its a shame that i didnt know him. but its never too late.
i found out that he was a great writer, and a GREAT translator of goethe's ''faust'' in french, and
its worth mentioning that when gerard killed himself in a dark alley in the rue de la vieille-lanterne, no other than charles baudelaire observed that (nerval) had "delivered his soul in the darkest street that he could find."

so, in a weird way, my post is back on topic with slurpee's original post about baudelaire's poetry!
isnt that strange?

oh, and im certain that someone must've walked a lobster out as a pet before, it must've happened, otherwise no such rumour would persist for so long...
perhaps a friend of gerard/a fellow surrealist did this lobster-pet action?

dali would've done it, if he would've read it... (if he didnt do this already in his life... a similar act is highly possible to have happened...)

and speaking of dali, did you know that once, he appeared in the world fair festival, wearing only a divers suit+iron helmet? man, that must've been so impressive... surrealismo!

PS:

The other day I was thinking about the level of my caring about other people, and I imagined an unknown stillborn birthed 1412 years ago in what is now modern-day Tajikistan...

what do you mean by that?
was the stillborn baby from tajikistan a metaphor for your feelings about other people? in short, was the whole ''ancient stillborn baby'' a product of your imagination? (for the sake of a strong metaphor/analogy)

OR, are you (really) talking about an ancient baby that was discovered as a stillborn, a baby that was dated from
605 A.D., placed in modern-day tajikistan?
(and that this real, tragic archaeological discovery is used as a metaphor for your emotions)

PS2: grey, which are your favorite authors/books? it would be great to hear some good book suggestions, thanks.

[miracle fruit]

noooooooooooooooooo

[PhantomCatClock]

I DON'T WANT A CAPITAL LETTER IN MY PASSWORD FUCK YOU

[RobClock]

I DON'T WANT A CAPITAL LETTER IN MY PASSWORD FUCK YOU