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can’t stop thinking about the cursed freaky friday dvd we got
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so when freaky friday came out my family was OBSESSED like we rented it to the point where we decided to buy it but we couldn’t find a copy anywhere until we got one at a gas station on the edge of town. immediately we brought it home and turned it on. we couldn’t figure out how to turn the subtitles off but we loved it so much so we didn’t care. until a few minutes in. gradually the subtitles stopped matching the actual dialogue and at first it was like casual conversation that we didn’t think anything of then it started saying like “get in the car” and “they’ll never find you” and all this weird shit. we kept reading out of curiousity but then the sound cut out and it made a hissing noise. there was a deep voice that said “where’s bob” which is my dad who wasn’t home at the time so my mom hopped up and threw that fucker out
this didn’t stop our love so we bought another at walmart and didn’t have a problem
Sounds like someone had an amusing afternoon making that copy.
I was going to add a photo of a bee on a leash, of which there are many, but upon seeing the images, became horrified. I don’t like this idea. I’d rather put them in a box. -Simon
“Pretentious” implies pretending to know something. I pretend nothing. I actually know that those words had nothing to do with the eggs, because firstly, they were spoken by a man. Secondly, eggs have never been expensive. So why don’t you stop being a rude imbecile, slandering people for pointing out facts. Look through the notes. I’m not the first person to point it out.
The entire post had no point whatsoever.
But yes, please do misuse English and become so obsessed with a children’s animated film that you’d track down people to anonymously rebuff. A coward’s game, that, and the next time you send me an ask, you’ll get nothing but bees.
“Pretentious” implies pretending to know something. I pretend nothing. I actually know that those words had nothing to do with the eggs, because firstly, they were spoken by a man. Secondly, eggs have never been expensive. So why don’t you stop being a rude imbecile, slandering people for pointing out facts. Look through the notes. I’m not the first person to point it out.
Don’t hang anything sharp/heavy over your bed. Don’t do it. I come from The Land of Constant Earthquakes (California) and this is common knowledge hammered into us by generations of freaked out moms.
Look at this shit.
You’re gonna either get smashed/guillotined by the falling mirror, or straight up Phantom of the Opera-ed by a whole ass CHANDELIER. Don’t fucking do it!
This looks amazing, until you get murdered via clock! What the hell? What is your plan here?
Bitch. You gon’ drown. Drown AND get crushed to death.
DO NOT PUT HEAVY STUFF OVER YOUR BED.
We used to use something like this to drown witches.
Yes…let’s crush the elder with the younger.
Who needs legs really?
What the actual fuck
Indeed.
I’m sure that’s precisely how you intended to die, sandwiched between two beds.
Literal instrument of death.
That room is enormous. You couldn’t have put that bed anywhere else? You want to be crushed? Are you people mad? And I’m sure your books enjoy being tossed on the ground because you sacrificed end tables to the suicide aesthetic.
This lady can’t afford six eggs, which always struck me as a little odd but I figured maybe that was normal in a poor French village. I mean, look at all the little kids she has; she probably struggles to afford any kind of food that would feed all of them… Right?
But later we discover something interesting about Gaston:
Gaston eats five dozen eggs every day. That’s 60 eggs. SIXTY. Which adds up to 420 eggs per week. No wonder this poor village doesn’t have enough of them to go around!
Gaston, who is very well-respected and successful and probably makes good money from his fabulous hunting skills, is cornering the entire egg market. To feed his addiction, he probably has to constantly go around and buy out every farmer’s supply of eggs, which causes the price on any remaining eggs to skyrocket.
Gaston is singlehandedly destroying the town’s economy.
Way to go, Gaston. You may be popular, but I’m sure that at least the chicken farmers were relieved when you fell to your death.
Except that it was another person who says “that’s too expensive”. Not the woman. Also, its “Beauty AND the Beast.” If Beauty was IN the beast, this would be a far different fairy tale.
Also, a point of historical proof. Eggs were not expensive. Eggs were almost always cheap. In the 1300’s one could get 2 dozen eggs for 1 penny, which was close to a daily wage, but most people worked the land and kept their own fowl. Even as far afield as the 1800’s, 1 dozen eggs were only 30 cents, cheaper than an entire bushel of potatoes.
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