Mango's Den

good job

the amazing spiderman my name is the amazing spiderman i can do anything a spider can and here i come, here i come alt: hamilton, hamilton, does whatever an immigrant can can he write? listen, son he wrote the other fifty one

im short & bitter

Getting friends in to musicals is hard because when they ask what it’s about you have to be like “15 year olds having sex” or “a plant from outer space that takes over the world” or “teenagers killing people for fun” or “Alexander Hamilton”

“7 minorities deal with crushing poverty and the looming specter of death by being a dick to their landlord”

“Sesame Street, but like… for adults”

“This one time in the 1830s a bunch of college students decided to fight the entire French government and…it didn’t go very well.”

“no really listen, the wicked witch was framed and all she wanted to do was fight The Government”

“a bunch of fairy tales you heard as a kid all intertwined but then there’s more after the typical ‘happily ever after’ and it’s very far from kid-friendly and not exactly happy”

So, like, cats. But people … sort of. And there’s a lottery at the end where one of them can die. No, it’s really sweet.

“Mormons.”

You gotta pay to pee

You know, a month ago it would not have occurred to me to wish for the angry ghost of Alexander Hamilton to rise from the grave and challenge the entire legislative branch to a rap battle. But here we are, and I super, super wish for that.

In grade school, I wrote research papers by asking questions and then looking up the answers. In college, I wrote research papers by already knowing the answers and Googling for reputable sources who agreed with me.

Still working on myself, for myself.

in any language, we know this pain

this is fucking funnier in spanish