thieved from eternal classic, but that doesn't matter, because THIS GOES SO HARD

i mean god damn. look at this. it's clean, even, it's a nice wood veneer and has storage space. this is literally the perfect thing to put up against a boring ass wall. it gets you tons of places to put shit, it breaks up paint or wallpaper nicely, it doesn't really move much and it's just flat up against the wall without shit sticking out like a table or something. fucking peak

Thieved from everyone's favorite slav weeb channel

calling it right now: deadlock is going to be the sloppiest hero shooter slop ever. then it goes one of two ways: it either becomes an absolute classic and has a 10+ year lifespan because valve, or it dies in 1 year and valve gets the picture that tf2 is about peak for them.

I've been kindly informed that the sparta "m" from metro has been tied to russian imperialism, because some warlord ass nigga decided to larp as spartans while blowing shit up with grenade launchers. he was later blown up in an elevator.

so no, i am not a russian imperialist, i just like metro. it's a cool game and you should try it. just don't be a grenade launcher asshole

Thieved from a weeb channel

The Hollow Men
Mistah Kurtz-he dead
A penny for the Old Guy


I

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom
Remember us-if at all-not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.


II

Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death's dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind's singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.

Let me be no nearer
In death's dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer-

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom


III

This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.

                      IV

    The eyes are not here
    There are no eyes here
    In this valley of dying stars
    In this hollow valley
    This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms
   
    In this last of meeting places
    We grope together
    And avoid speech
    Gathered on this beach of the tumid river
   
    Sightless, unless
    The eyes reappear
    As the perpetual star
    Multifoliate rose
    Of death's twilight kingdom
    The hope only
    Of empty men.

   
                            V

    Here we go round the prickly pear
    Prickly pear prickly pear
    Here we go round the prickly pear
    At five o'clock in the morning.
   
    Between the idea
    And the reality
    Between the motion
    And the act
    Falls the Shadow
                                    For Thine is the Kingdom
   
    Between the conception
    And the creation
    Between the emotion
    And the response
    Falls the Shadow
                                    Life is very long
   
    Between the desire
    And the spasm
    Between the potency
    And the existence
    Between the essence
    And the descent
    Falls the Shadow
                                    For Thine is the Kingdom
   
    For Thine is
    Life is
    For Thine is the
   
    This is the way the world ends
    This is the way the world ends
    This is the way the world ends
    Not with a bang but a whimper.

@ladzone72

wait. did the 2020 olympics even happen? i can't remember

average cosplayer

never leave anything that can record and repeat audio in public. at least dont power it on and then put it on an endcap

LOOK AT THIS FAT FUCKING CREATURE