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sometimes I'm like yeah I'm normal and other times it hurts to wear socks

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my issue with the whole "dean winchester raised sam" thing and specifically the implication that it somehow made sam's childhood better is that even if dean did try to take over a parental role for his baby brother.......it doesn't magically erase john winchester from the equation?? also im sure dean always tried his best but no amount of effort can ever make a ten year old a good parent?? so like all this does is enforce that sam had TWO bad and incompetent parental figures instead of just the one. i think hes allowed to be mad and perhaps even a total bitch about that.
this video's meant to be creepy but this part just made me laugh. go off spongebob
One legitimately weird thing about Tumblr is that we literally canât code for shit, many people quit working at Tumblr due to a hostile work environment, and we canât seem to program a simple blogging website to not flood your RAM.
nearing the 10 year anniversary of banishing editable reblogs
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i love the phrase "which could mean nothing" i think its my favorite thing to come out of the internet ever i love saying it. it could mean nothing but we all know better. we know the truth.
excuse me, no I wasn't???
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my little sister is 5 by the way and she is fuckign hilarious im literally crying rn
Hey guys the star of Let It Snake is graduating high school today lmao
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You can't escape the friendship kar-bro, can't be miserable today
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The scene in Shrek 2 when the Fairy Godmother sings I need a Hero when the giant gingerbread man attacks the castle is still the greatest scene in cinema of all times
She played bass on 10,000 songs, including the most-played track of the twentieth century. She was paid $55 per session. Her name never appeared on the albums.
Gold Star Studios, Los Angeles, 1964. A woman in a cardigan walks past the receptionist, a Fender Precision bass in her hand like a briefcase. She doesnât sign autographs. She signs a timesheet.
Her name is Carol Kaye. In three hours, she will record what will become the most-played track of the twentieth century. Sheâll pocket fifty-five dollars and head to another studio, on the other side of town, for the next session.
The record label will never put her name on the album.
Between 1957 and 1973, Carol Kaye took part in roughly 10,000 recording sessions. Not as the featured artist, not as a guest, but as a hired hand. She was part of an anonymous collective nicknamed The Wrecking Crewâelite studio musicians who actually played the instruments on your favorite records while the famous bands posed for promotional photos.
The work was relentless. Three albums before the day was over. Stale coffee in paper cups. No rehearsal. The charts arrived minutes before the tape rolled. If you couldnât read a chart and nail the take in two tries, you didnât get called for the next session.
Carol could do it on the first try.
She started playing guitar in grimy bars at fourteen because her family couldnât pay the electric bill. Music wasnât a romantic dream for her. It was survival. It was a jobâfactory work with better acoustics and lower pay.
But she was faster and sharper than almost everyone else. She corrected charts in pencil while the producer was still explaining what he wanted. In one session in 1968, she told a famous producer his arrangement sounded like a dying dog. She chose her own line. They kept her version.
That descending bass line that drives the Beach Boysâ âWouldnât It Be Niceâ? Carol Kaye. The propulsive groove of âThese Boots Are Made for Walkinââ? Carol Kaye. The acoustic-guitar intro to âLa Bambaâ? Carol Kaye. The iconic theme from Mission: Impossible? Carol Kaye.
She invented techniques on the spot, out of sheer necessity. When the bass sound was too muddy for AM radio, she stuck felt under the strings and used a hard pick instead of her fingers. The tone cut through the static like a blade. It became the sonic signature that defined 1960s pop.
Bassists spent yearsâdecadesâtrying to crack the secret of the Beach Boysâ gear to get that sound. They were studying the wrong people. They should have been studying Carol.
She received no royalties. No residuals. No gold-record ceremony. No credit on the album sleeves. When âYouâve Lost That Lovinâ Feelinââ hit number one, Carol was already back in a studio cutting a soap jingle.
The biggest bands mimed her bass lines on TV variety shows. New York marketing departments decided a mom in classic clothes didnât fit the rebellious-youth image they were selling. So they simply left her name off the album credits.
For thirty years, almost no one cared. The truth only began to surface in the late 1990s, when music researchers found the same union contract numbers on thousands of hit records. The very documents meant to preserve studio musiciansâ anonymity betrayed them.
Think about it. Every time you heard âGood Vibrations,â âRiver Deep â Mountain High,â the Righteous Brothers, Nancy Sinatra, or Sonny and Cher, you were hearing Carol Kaye. She composed the soundtrack of an entire generationâs youth.
And yet the records still say nothing. Sheâs now over eighty. She wrote instructional books. She trained countless bassists. She is finally starting to be recognized by music historians who uncovered the truth about The Wrecking Crew.
But she never got what she deserved: her name on those albums. Credit for the music that defined an era. Recognition that those bass lines everyone associates with the âBeach Boysâ were, in fact, Carol Kayeâs.
Fifty-five dollars a session. Ten thousand sessions. The most-played track of the twentieth century.
And the world didnât know her name.
She was admitted to the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame in 2025 but refused, fuck yeah, Carol. Her official website is incredible.
this site really did suck so fucking bad when its demographic was straighter
i don't believe such a time ever existed
this is hilarious actually bring it back
have you guys ever seen a crocodile with its fingies out

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You know what's kind of fun. In a fantasy setting king/queen/etc doesn't necessarily have to mean, like, much of anything, actually. Like in adventure time afaik the ice king isn't like. Governing anything. I'm not even sure there are other people living in the ice kingdom ??? This dude just got wizard cursed and froze over a kinda significant area of land & now if you have a tweaky blue guy hovering towards you screaming like IIIII AM THE ICE KING you're gonna believe him. Simon you're not the king of anything. Do you want like a cup of water or tea or something
And of course in classic ice king fashion this can quickly go from really funny to deeply tragic if you think about it too hard