RoboCodias' Den of Mischief

[Translated ID: A man walks into bakery, shot from behind the counter, there are many pastries visible. "Hello!" he greets, and the woman behind the counter replies with "Moin"(Dialect for a general greeting/Morning). Customer: "I'd like, uh, two normal bread rolls." Baker: "Yes, gladly!" Customer: "And one of those with the..." the man trails off as he reads the name of the baked good, which reads "Kürbis-Knacki" (Pumpkin-Crunchie) "-with the pumpkin seeds." he continues. Baker: "Which one do you mean?" Customer: "This one, with the... pumpkin seeds." The woman grins and nods eagerly. Baker:"What're they called?" Customer: "Um, one'a- uh, "Kürbis-Knack."" Baker: "Certainly. Would you like anything else?" Customer: "Uh, I'll take one of these uh-" it cuts to the name of the pastry in question, titled "Ich bin ein dummes Stück Dreck" (I'm a dumb piece of dirt) Ominous music swells as the scene changes between the two, the woman is looking expectingly while the man shows slight distress. Customer: "One- One of those Nutella-Berliner?" Baker: "I just don't know what you mean...!" she replies, accusingly. The man stutters. Customer: "One- One of like, those there!" Baker, her face gleeful: "You're gonna need to say it! What is it called?" Customer: "I-" he halts. Again it cuts to the name of the item, then he continues. "I am a dumb piece of dirt?" Baker: "Gladly! Anything else?" The shot shows the man still in discomfort as she asks him. It cuts to another pastry, named "Ich bin eine kleine, gierige Sau *grunz grunz*" (I am a small, greedy, pig *snort snort*). The music swells further. Customer: "This one?" he pleads. Baker nodding in glee: "You know what you have to do." Customer distressed: "I-I am a small greedy pig, snort snort?" Baker, threateningly: "Do it!" It changes between a closeup of her eyes staring at him to his face as he hesitates, then he produces a grunting noise akin to a pig as the tense music cuts. Baker: "That'll be 13.50€ then, please! Have a good day!" she says as the man walks out of the bakery. Another man enters the bakery. Other Man: "Hi! I'd like to have one "I hate my dad", and two "I've got a small di-" the video cuts off the rest of the word. End ID. ]

1) this is amazing 2) worth noting that the baker uses the formal ‘you’ up until she says ‘you know what you have to do’, which is like she stopped using ‘sir’ for him

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Context for anyone who is wondering: Lamine Yamal's parents won an UNICEF raffle for a charity photoshoot in which Barça players posed with kids, and 5 month old Lamine happened to get 20yo Messi. Which is like. Literally insane

5001 being divisible by 3 doesnt feel right

this is an example of a symbiotic relationship

did you google how to take a screen shot

>go right

>go left instead (looks nice and fun!)

>…go back to the right

Go left

Go forward

> Ascend

Go right ->

It's actually so fucking weird that your identity is absolute these days. like, it's been normalized to the point we don't think of it much, but until a hundred years ago, hell even less, you could just kinda. go somewhere else, and be a new person. and that's not a thing anymore.

Yk this is fully untrue right? You can fully still do this if you're willing to change and let go of everything at literally any moment you want

since a good few people now have said this i want to be clear: you can move to a new town still and change socially, but like. the government still knows who you are. so do tons of corporations. your identity follows you.

13 hours later and the parade of stupid comments like this has not stopped =_=

a guy named Rusty cage did a video on how it's impossible to leave your identity behind unless you become a eunuch

fuck hermit I meant hermit

Identity is stored in the balls.