The Princess Bride (1987) dir. Rob Reiner

Game Changer & Make Some Noise

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The Princess Bride (1987) dir. Rob Reiner

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Why did you give the last of your food to that poorly disguised mimic? You were finally at peace with letting go, but now this odd thing wonât leave you alone and is even turning itself into various items in an attempt to aid you.
The mimic is a young one, and you knew that from the moment you laid eyes on it. It was disguised as a crate, but the angles werenât quite right. The corners were a little lopsided, and if you looked hard enough you could make out the creatureâs mouth.
A sigh escapes you as you toss over the last of your rations, not even bothering to stand up as you do so. Whatâs the point? You think. Iâve been trapped in this cave for days, nobody is looking for me, and the monsters are closing in. Why should I bother even trying? I could just fall asleep now, and let this little mimic eat me too.
The thing is⊠it doesnât. It eats your rations, but when you lay down and try to sleep, it doesnât attack. You do hear it move closer, but you donât open your eyes until you feel something nudge your hand. As you barely open your eyes, you can see that the mimic has morphed itself into a crude sword. You canât help but chuckle.
âYouâre cute, but I donât have anything left to give you.â You donât have anything left to give for yourself either, but you donât say so.
The mimic doesnât seem to take no for an answer. It becomes a dagger, then an axe, then a staff, as though itâs trying to determine what your preffered weapon is.
âListen, I donât know what youâre trying to do, but itâs not working. Iâm not going to pick you up and take you into some other part of this stupid cave system. Nice try, though.â
You turn away from it and attempt to sleep again. As you do so, you find yourself shivering. You really wish, as you doze off, that you had a blanket.
When you wake, much later, youâre surprised to find yourself covered with the warmest blanket youâve ever had. You quickly sit up, eagerly hoping that someone had cone for you, but the cave is empty. When you look at the blanket, you notice the imperfect edges and the janky seam across the middle.
ââŠwhy havenât you eaten me yet?â You ask the little mimic thatâs now laying on top of you. âWhatâs wrong with you?â
The mimic, still in the form of the blanket, slithers off of you, but it does not respond. Instead, it begins taking the form of weapons again. When it turns into a crooked staff, you reach out, despite yourself. Your fingers wrap around it and you use it to haul your aching, injured body to your feet. âI guess there are probably nicer places to die.â
You know you wonât get far. And you donât. Especially not without light. The mimic doesnât seem too bothered, though. When you collapse again, it scuttles off. Perhaps this was simply where it wanted you to take it. Perhaps now you can finally succumb to your exhaustion.
Then, a few minutes later, a misshapen clay cup bumps against your hand. Itâs full of water, and thereâs a crack in the middle like a jagged mouth. You pick up the cup and you drink, telling yourself itâs only out of desperation. When you set the cup down, that little cracked mouth seems to smile.
This goes on for what feels like days. The mimic helps you limp along through the tunnels, transforming into whatever you may need at any given time. Every time you fall asleep, you expect not to wake up. Yet, you do, usually with a mimic blanket wrapped around you. It brings you food and water when you can.
The biggest surprise comes when one morning, you find youâre pleased to have survived another night. Youâre happy to have the mimic keeping you warm. Itâs a new feeling, and a confusing one, but itâs not unpleasant.
The other monsters that you know are down here seem to leave you alone for the most part. You arenât sure why. It crosses your mind that maybe it has something to do with the mimic. Then again, maybe theyâre just waiting for you to die. Death is gradually beginning to sound less and less appealing.
The day you catch a glimpse of sunlight down a long and narrow tunnel is the first day you finally feel like your old self again. Your pace quickens, and you donât need to lean on the mimicâs staff form quite so much. The illusion shatters when you reach the lightâs source. A small gap, high above. You curl up on the floor and cry. When you finally have the strength to look up again, your mimic has become a ladder.
Getting up is hard, in your state. Climbing, even more so. But the ladder is the biggest and best transformation the mimic has done so far, and if it wants you to get out, then you canât let it down.
You feel it push up under you when you reach the gap. It helps you squeeze through, and then⊠freedom. Fresh air, and sunlight. You lay on your back on the stone, and you pass out.
You wake up at sunset, with a blanket draoed over you. A blanket with a jagged seam down the middle.
MAGA
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Reminder that DuckDuckGo exists and offers AI-free search as an actual feature of the thing itself... and also doesn't record what you searched for... you don't actually NEED to use Google.
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The Supreme Court is allowing President Donald Trump to put his plan to dismantle the Education Department back on track and go through with
WASHINGTON (AP) â The Supreme Court is allowing President Donald Trump to put his plan to dismantle the Education Department back on track â and to go through with laying off nearly 1,400 employees.
"Tell me again about the checks and balances, George...."
they deal with human shit, dog shit, body fluids, razors and broken glass, hazardous chemicals, dead animals, live animals, flammable, corrosive, and poisonous substances, they are more likely to get cuts and punctures than most jobs, and those cuts and punctures are more likely to get serious or exotic infections...
and if they didn't do it for like just a few days, your city would be unlivable.
Garbage collectors went on strike in Memphis and within only 3 days Memphis had an estimated 10,000 TONS of garbage piled in the streets
That strike should have been taught in school and is worth reading about, to remember how hard people have fought to get as far as we are, and how hard we have to continue the fight to get where we need to be
nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop. nasa employee: what? astronaut: *loading a pistol and getting back on the rocket-ship* moonâs stuck in a time loop.
nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop. nasa employee: what? astronaut: *loading a pistol* moonâs stuck in a time loop. do you have extra ammo? this wonât be enough. nasa employee: enough forâŠwhat? astronaut: *finding extra clip of ammo, pocketing it, and getting back on the rocket-ship* donât worry about it!
nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop. nasa employee: what? astronaut: *emerging from supply closet with a space harpoon, getting back on the rocket-ship* moonâs stuck in a time loop.
nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early astronaut:   oh hey u guys are back early astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop. nasa employee: what? astronaut: what? nasa employee: how did you know what i was going to say? astronaut: *punching in key pad code for base evacuation signal, getting back on the rocket-ship* i told youâŠmoonâs stuck in a time loop. *red warning lights begin flashing*
nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop. nasa employee: what? astronaut: *rifling thru bookshelf of operating instructions, selecting one that says âAIRLOCK MANUAL OVERRIDE INSTRUCTIONS,â getting back on the rocket-ship* moonâs stuck in a time loop.
nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop. nasa employee: what? astronaut: moonâs stuck in a time loop. hey, do you have anything to eat? iâm starving. *opens random drawer, finds nothing, closes it* nasa employee: a time loo- uh, we donât have food in hereâŠwe canâtâŠeat in the control room, only the break-room. astronaut: *sighs* nasa employee:âŠmy lunch is in like 10 minutes, though, and if my lunch is actually STILL THERE and not STOLEN, AGAIN, i can share it with yo- astronaut: nah, thatâs okâŠno time. *loading a pistol and getting back on the rocket-ship* orâŠtoo much time. but thanks, anyway. OK, bye! *alarm begins blaring* nasa employee: youâreâŠwelcome? wait, a TIME LOOP?!

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