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thatwaspleasant asked:

What uh. What's the frog story 👀

sadclowncentral answered:

back when i was in second grade, my elementary school organised a school market with every class selling their crafts for charity. the contribution of my class were hand-sized ceramic frogs we made in art class. each one of us made one of them to be sold for five euros a piece (this is important later). the quality of the frog i made varies drastically based on who is telling the story, and for reasons that will become very apparent later there is no way to check, but i stand by the fact that it was average looking, if a bit wonky.

the day of the market arrived, and all frogs were bought within minutes, snatched up by enthusiastic and proud parents. all except - mine. because my mother hates spending money on unnecessary things, and she hates children’s crafts even more. so she - loudly and vehemently - refused, in her thick eastern european accent, to “spend five euros on an ugly frog”.

i will never forget seeing my ceramic frog alone on the slightly wet cardboard, surrounded by the imprints left behind by the already sold frogs. all the while other parents are getting more and more agitated, trying to get my mother to put the frog out of its misery. eventually, she budged, and spend five euros on a wonky frog. she was absolutely furious about this.

so furious, in fact, that when we came home to where my father was remodelling the kitchen, she WALLED IT IN. that’s right. she cask of amadillo’d that poor ceramic fool. put him into the open wall and slapped concrete over it faster than my poor seven year old self or my dad could protest. out of pure anger over loosing five euros. and that’s where it remains, until this day.

my mom hates when this story is brought up, which is why we bring it up all the time. she also thinks she what she did was right, because “do the other parents know where the frog is? no. only your creation is safe. because i love you.” morally, i would disagree, but on a pure factual basis, she has a point.

i made her another ceramic frog for her last brithday, which was not buried like some pharaoh, and everytime guests compliment it my brother loudly goes “oh you should see the other frog he made” and when they ask to see it, he points at the wall. this is hilarious to him and infuriating for my mother. and that’s the frog story.

sadclowncentral

people in the notes are strongly divided on whether this is tragic or hilarious. well let me tell you a secret. it is both. all the best stories are

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saywhat-politics

Far-right activist Jacob Wohl and his associate Jack Burkman violated the Voting Rights Act and the Ku Klux Klan Act when they fired off robocalls to Black voters trying to trick them out of voting, ruled a federal judge on Wednesday.

"The Court recognizes that the free exchange of ideas on issues of public concern and the ability to engage in robust political discussion constitute the foundations of a democratic society,” wrote senior District Judge Victor Marrero.

"Wohl and Burkman have been tied to multiple political hoaxes targeting perceived rivals of former President Donald Trump, including then-Mayor Pete ButtigiegAnthony Fauci, and ex-Special Counsel Robert Mueller. Prosecutors, regulators and common citizens claimed the duo crossed a line with 85,000 robocalls, sent out nationally to such locations as New York, Ohio, Michigan, Illinois and Pennsylvania," reported Adam Klasfeld. "Recorded by a woman identifying herself as 'Tamika Taylor,' the robocalls largely targeted diverse regions with the false message that 'if you vote by mail, your personal information will be part of a public database that will be used by police departments to track down old warrants, and [will] be used by credit card companies to collect outstanding debt.'"

Wohl, a young right-wing provocateur, once ran a hedge fund as a teenager, but was banned for life from the industry by the National Futures Association for lying to investors about the percent of their money exposed to risk in his firm.

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bogleech

Sick of flimsy plastic junk that lasts a year. I want the huge heavy dangerous solid metal version of everything, the one that rattles and hisses and might catch on fire if you don't take care of it and keep it clean but will keep working a hundred years after I'm dead as long as anyone else needs it

non-euclidean-gf

every dial, button, and switch nowadays feels shit and weak, like a new born child. i feel scared i might destroy an innocent life.

I want everything to be built out of the kind of breakers and fat KATHUNK switches, giant dails that make satisfying little clicks, big fuck off glowing round buttons that i can slap with all my might. The kinda shit you see in a power station in the 70's, something that requires the kind of daily strenuous effort that it blasts your DNA right out of your cells.

bogleech

HATE THE GENTLE BREAKABLE PLASTIC DIALS >:( >:( >:(

toebeanz

I want a machine where giving it a whack with the side of my fist actually jostles a physical mechanism into working properly

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venus-as-a-birl

For every modern trans girl who wishes she could return to the days of being a sumerian eunuch temple priestess, there was a sumerian eunuch temple priestess afflicted by an inexplicable desire to play the synthesizer. These were interpreted as prophetic visions

venus-as-a-birl

Ive actually made myself kind of sad now contemplating the poor sumerian eunuch temple priestess having to make do with some sort of Flintstonian bone xylophone instead of a proper eurorack or 808

narnianwanderer
madmaninachair

Do you ever memorize a person’s voice? Like you can construct a sentence in your mind that that person’s never said, and yet you hear them say it.

hellarat

Is that a thing people can do?????????

tomthebluellama

yea 

purradox

there are people that cant do that??????????

herpowerisherown

We are a chosen few. We have a great power.

el-hotel-bella-muerte

It’s called echoic memory

reapers-song

That reminds me…

image

You’re welcome.

agentred5

Damn you

ceruleanbluesart

Man, I love having echoic memory. Once, when I was writing an exam for a psych class, I made my internal monologue sound like Sean Connery. It was infinitely more entertaining.

bakurapika

I can only do it with a few voices. Wanda from Fairly Oddparents is one, but I’m out of practice with hers.

felixfellow

I find it very useful when I’m writing fanfictions and such. Makes it easier to stay in character.

glorious-spoon

…wait, people can’t do this?

emilianadarling

I never realized there was a name for this, or that it was something not everyone could do! :O I agree with the poster above, it’s so useful for writing in-character voices in fanfiction.