So these guys made a video of themselves playing Superfight with only two players, and I can’t love it enough. English accents make everything better.
"You may go first."
I love it.
They use the old rules, but who cares because it’s amazing.
This show for sure isn’t for me. I’ll take the Power Puff Girls over these ponies any day. But my son is way into them. And it makes me sad that there are dads and moms out there who would give a shit about their son liking this. I like seeing how they develop if I don’t nudge them unless they need it. I hope it helps them become as truly themselves and as comfortable in that as they can be. If a child loves a thing, they become inspired. And those are the little bonds in their brains that I want turning into big strong bonds.
Q:I just had a shrimp burrito. All the shrimp was in a single layer on one end. The struggle is real.
You had a shrimp parfait in a tortilla cup. It all settles at the bottom.
Everyone knows you’re supposed to yell “PULL”, throw it in the air, shoot it with a shotgun, sweep up the pieces, use a magnet to get any buckshot out, wash it all off, put it in a new tortilla, and eat it.
I changed the title, because the last one wasn’t sticking for me.
I really can’t express how much I love posting this stuff on medium. The place is full of stories about tech and culture and journalism and tech and global issues and tech, and here I am posting this stuff. Because it’s the only voice I have. I’m not being a dick about it. Read the post. I think it’s a story that deserves reading. At least until they have finally had enough of me and kick me off.
So you’re all like “big deal how hard can it be” but you should watch this, and see exactly how insane that guess was.