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i'm working out. swinging around indian clubs. doof doof. then it hits me: the way pepperoni tastes when just the edges are starting to get singed to blackness. on top of crispy crust. i promptly put down the indian clubs, and go over to liewis: pizza! pizza. pizza lewis did not want pizza. i was mournful. i went to have a bowl of cereal. cereal! after that! ouch... by the time i eat my cereal, the idea has echoed around in lewis's delay line, and he knocks on my door: pizza! pizza. pizza we order pizza. lewis buys coca-cola in bottley bottles with real cane sucrose. i think: is this because i was ranting about and avoiding forming positive associations with the coca-cola brand? naw. i don't even have to ask. he doesn't remember. he just likes bottely bottle cokes with real cane sugar... but then, before i realize it, i've busted out the paper plates. forming the perfect cloying scene, the moment i admit i enjoy coca-cola: with pizza, class parties, there was always a 2ltr of coke and paper plates. and here i am, robotically recreating memories i am fond of, involving coca-cola. w m w would be horrified anyways, i got my moment: towards the end of the second slice -- the corner by the crust -- i got the exact taste and crunch that prompted the pizza in the first place. i awkwardly explained this to lewis: this is it, right here. the moment of inception. oh! there's more of it! inception pizza is the best pizza innit. |
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I could get into this... how *I* ate pizza and coke awhile ago today, and how your message... that just happens to be about what I was doing awhile ago, is concealed proof that I am being spied on. And *exactly* when I took the first drink from this coke liquid, alex jones said "liquid tyranny" at 40 sec here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PiAzQawA5I8 The artilects are out there, playing, doing things with purposes we can't imagine. For whatever reason they can see through your monitor and this one at least is trying to warn you that coke is "liquid tyranny". But something else is on my mind. I figured out music. Search youtube for the complex organized movement/sound/hypnotic patterns of "birds of paradise". This is the same as human music. The more complex and hypnotic your music, the more desperately you are trying to successfully mate with a female. If your current music is not intricate enough you have to make it even more intricate. So by making good music you are essentially communicating to the world that you have not successfully won over the sexual selection of one of these alleged "females" which is why you had to hone your music to be better over time. So like music is really just mathematical combinations, like tetris blocks are every single possible combination of 4 squares that each have an adjacent square. So it turns out that the pussy drought is so severe that we have to create a birds of paradise hypnotic organization that tries EVERY possible musical combination, in a vein mass search attempt to scan the heavens like seti for even a single female. Making all this music and never having any response from a female is either proof that females don't exist or that the fascist corporations have successfully captured all the females. Can you prove that the mcdonald's management isn't a sort of "they live" pecking order hierarchy of sexual favors. As soon as walmart closes, all the girls aren't allowed to leave and the management records porn videos with them all night making mo |
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ney off you again by letting you view the scraps of their sexual and genetic and economic dominance. you're allowed to watch on their controlled porn sites, that's all. All the females are held in absolute checkmate by these highly organized pimps and none of them can talk about this. |
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40 seconds? 40 ounces to "freedom" |
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the complexity of bird songs probably has a bit to do with runaway selection (see also: peacock tails) but there's a lot more to it than that. outside of mating season, bird calls form a sort of territorial dominance announcement: "to anyone in earshot, this tree is mine." the birds actively fight for turf. run each other off of perches. the crosstalk between boids, despite being antagonistic and competitive in nature, forms an impromptu mesh network that aids the boid specios as a whole: if a predator gets in between two bird yelling at each other, the sudden ceassation of their bird argument (boidumint?) alerts other birds in the area that something is up. the calls themselves are interesting things. rhythm and melody have certain sort of infinite-sequence qualities to them: a riff implies another riff, and those first two riffs imply a third. the next step in the riff structure is some unfathomable MD5 hash of all the previous riffs. it takes a solid brain to fluidly roll with the punches and keep the sequence going. it's more or less the same thing as how a jazz band works. boid7 |
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here's the sort of thing that actually nags at me, though: did we both spontaneously decide to order pizza at the same moment? if so, what is the mechanism behind this pizza synchronicity, if any? food for thought |
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i thought: food sounds good. i went to have a slice of pizza... and it wasn't there. i looked all over the fridge three times. the pizza is gone. i'm not even sure where the box went. either lewis had the munchies, or the lizards are messing with me again mostly, though, i am once again... mournful. i really, really wanted a slice of pizza. now there's no pizza. o tempora, o mores. specios pizzae |
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Le Coca d'EpicMegaTracks |
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Epic Magic Snacks's Dumb Gay Post About Coke Text by Epic Magic Snacks Thoughts by Epic Magic Snacks Dumbness by Epic Magic Snacks Visit epicmagicsnacks.com for More Works by Epic Magic Snacks |
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Le coq Erotique HANDSOME MAN
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must have really stuck w M w 's craw that i figured out the |
yellow text before he did
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epicmagicsnacks.com is a good domain name, IMO |
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you know this is a false fag operation because i would |
totally have spelled it "snax"
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was on line at the store with a fellow bore and he remarked |
upon the "crystal pepsi" and "what is this, the 80s?" "no," i replied, "we're just caught in a feedback loop of marketing and nostalgia." a lady's head in the next aisle flicked up. shit. that was a little too deep truth bullets. this might wind up #overherd on twatter
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Whenever you post you should not make sense, it is the first |
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I just had a deep thought. Why don't I paint things into the |
main parts of the world? Because the world itself is not good enough to be painted on. which sounds insane but then you think youtube is the world. the fakest world and thus the realest. paintings can't grow in such a manipulated centralized controlled landscape. That is why the ultimate free internet has to come. In all previous internets, words like butthole were censored by the authorities who were paving hell with allegedly good intentions. So in retaliation, we must make butthole.com the very center of the internet. All censorship of butthole will gather and the streisand effect will amply buttholes as the central constellation of the new universe. And I predict that Epic Magic Snacks will be the lord, the emperor, the sorceress, the one, the supreme ruler of the buttholiverse as Epic Booty Crax Epic Booty Crax Epic Booty Crax Thank you.
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