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maskormenace2016-06-10 06:49 pm
pillz) wrote in maskormenace2016-06-10 06:49 pm
O3 👶 VIDEO (road not taken)
[the teenager in the video is wearing a green beanie. it must be new because there's still a price tag poking out behind his left ear. he beams at the camera with the slightly choreographed but earnest good nature of a closet introvert on his first day of school.
his eyes are slightly small, a telltale sign for those who fraternitize with potheads.]
Hi! I'm Joe. I guess I must have like, retrograde amnesia or something because I found this folder of brochures and stuff about a Porter and superheroes and nanomachines and whatever but I don't remember any of it from before? Anyway I just have a couple questions.
Number one. My neighbor is eleven and he told me their classroom pet just died, and I told the school I'm going to get them new ones. Then I started to think about, you know, the ethics of making animals that don't need to eat or poo. I mean, I'm not super religious, Darwinism seems kinda accurate, and even though I'm a vegan but I get that cows were just way too small for the industry before we had breeds. Mankind has been messing around with genetics for a long time. But it seems like a slippery slope, right? When does messing with life itself turn into like-- the crippling hubris that comes with the presumption of human convenience? Will Mother Nature fight back? Does the balance correct itself? You know? And is it important for eleven-year-olds to learn about cleaning poop? And if someone like, hypothetically... [he pauses with the subtlety of a bsod.] got a bird that doesn't eat or poopoo, and they decided it was unethical to give it to fifth graders, what should he do with it? And before anyone asks, it has a butthole and a mouth hole.
Okay. [he sucks in air as if he'd started to run out partway through that ramble (probably).] Okay. My other question is, does anyone else want to do a juice cleanse? Because I guess I was doing some kind of messed up diet. I lost twenty pounds and had like three hundred pills in my cabinet, but I feel super bloated and gross. Right now, I'm seriously even willing to consider wheatgrass or cod oil even though I usually can't stand the taste of fishy burps. And, you know, vegan. I could use a diet buddy. Or a group. I'm into groups. But not yoga or weights or meditation.
Hiking, I love hiking. And four-wheeling. If anyone sees an olive colored ATV with a 1984 sticker around, that's mine.
Okay get back to me. Later! [he waves enthusiastically at the camera, then hangs up.]
his eyes are slightly small, a telltale sign for those who fraternitize with potheads.]
Hi! I'm Joe. I guess I must have like, retrograde amnesia or something because I found this folder of brochures and stuff about a Porter and superheroes and nanomachines and whatever but I don't remember any of it from before? Anyway I just have a couple questions.
Number one. My neighbor is eleven and he told me their classroom pet just died, and I told the school I'm going to get them new ones. Then I started to think about, you know, the ethics of making animals that don't need to eat or poo. I mean, I'm not super religious, Darwinism seems kinda accurate, and even though I'm a vegan but I get that cows were just way too small for the industry before we had breeds. Mankind has been messing around with genetics for a long time. But it seems like a slippery slope, right? When does messing with life itself turn into like-- the crippling hubris that comes with the presumption of human convenience? Will Mother Nature fight back? Does the balance correct itself? You know? And is it important for eleven-year-olds to learn about cleaning poop? And if someone like, hypothetically... [he pauses with the subtlety of a bsod.] got a bird that doesn't eat or poopoo, and they decided it was unethical to give it to fifth graders, what should he do with it? And before anyone asks, it has a butthole and a mouth hole.
Okay. [he sucks in air as if he'd started to run out partway through that ramble (probably).] Okay. My other question is, does anyone else want to do a juice cleanse? Because I guess I was doing some kind of messed up diet. I lost twenty pounds and had like three hundred pills in my cabinet, but I feel super bloated and gross. Right now, I'm seriously even willing to consider wheatgrass or cod oil even though I usually can't stand the taste of fishy burps. And, you know, vegan. I could use a diet buddy. Or a group. I'm into groups. But not yoga or weights or meditation.
Hiking, I love hiking. And four-wheeling. If anyone sees an olive colored ATV with a 1984 sticker around, that's mine.
Okay get back to me. Later! [he waves enthusiastically at the camera, then hangs up.]
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What do you know about happy? What's anyone know?
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Like when you're doing something you love, and even just thinkin' about it brings the feeling back. Or when you see something really beautiful. I mean not just sex beautiful, but sometimes that too. If you have enough of that in your life, I think, you can be happy a lot of the time.
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Seriously, are you messing with me?
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That... would-- why would you even ask that? Oh my God. Never mind. Apparently there's a lot of this crap going around right now. [he wipes his face with his hands.]
I think I'm gonna be sick. Are you OK?
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I mean, I guess. Same as I usually am. [ He pauses warily. Kavinsky's reaction is unnerving him, like, just a little. ] Maybe you should take it kind of easy though, dude. Like, um, I'm not in a hurry to check out the pills if you need to lie down for a while or whatever.
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[he sighs, puffing his cheeks out.] Catch you later, uhh..........
[did reggie say his name? joey doesn't think so, but he pauses, discomfitted with the possibility of his own rudeness.]
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[ It's almost hissed, but then he eases again and adds: ]
Yeah, catch you later. Just don't do anything too stupid.