>arrive at cnc party
>ask the door girl if it's a machinery or sex party
>she doesnt understand
>pull out illustrated diagram explaining the difference between machinery and sex
>she laughs and says “it's a good party sir”
>go inside
>it's a sex party
Imagine how many people I’d annoy if I pointed out that a lot of gym bros are undiagnosed autistic and using exercise to stim without the social expectation to speak or make eye contact, as part of a predictable routine informed by special interest level research
My trailer for the podcast Blowback's season on the secret war in Cambodia. I keep getting jobs animating Richard Nixon.
I'm very pleased with this one.
trying to “lose weight”
-makes you focus on a fake number
-makes you think catabolizing muscle is progress
-gateway to disordered eating
trying to get strong
-makes you focus on real numbers
-end up turning fat into muscle and improving your quality of life
-makes you fuck dudes
Not exactly Camp Mackall, is it boys? Good luck in those 12,000-foot mountains, which are also searing hot deserts. Just remember, if you don't make it out alive, the whole internet will ridicule you for dying for Israel. Godspeed!
I hate when a job asks you to set "goals"
My only "goal" is to remain employed so I can continue to pay for my living expenses while finding fulfillment in the areas of my life unrelated to a day job.