I really hate non-assigned seating, and it seems to be common in the US. In a lot of other countries, when you get to the ticket counter, they show you a seating chart on their computer screen, with the occupied seats marked in red, and the available ones in green. You just pick one of the available seats, get your tickets printed with your assigned seat numbers, and there’s no stress afterward. I wish this was more commonplace.
14/18 Africa always was my weakness.
20/26 I got bored after a while so I started to rush through it, with predictable results.
World War Z.
It’s basically Reverse-Family Feud. In Family Feud, they ask a hundred people a question, and you’re supposed to find the MOST popular (correct) answers, and the number of points you win depends on how many people out of the original 100 polled answered the same way as you (e.g. 25 people = 25 points). In Pointless, you’re supposed to find the LEAST popular (correct) answer. In fact, you’re supposed to find the answer that ZERO out of 100 people replied with. So your answer has to be both correct AND unusual/obscure enough that no else will have thought of it. That’s where the name comes from:
Pointless = No Points = Zero Points = Zero People Answered That Way
(It’s obviously also a double entendre: the gameshow itself is silly and pointless) The one difference between the actual show and this Buzzfeed version is that in the real one, you don’t pick from multiple choices. You have to come up with the least popular answer yourself, making it that much harder.
It reminds me of something, possibly from a movie, but I just can’t put my finger on it.
What kind of chocolate are you eating that it’s tart?
Locked-in syndrome is absolutely terrifying. I read a couple stories on it a few years ago, and it really is hell on earth. I pray that something so horrific does not ever happen to me - or to anyone else, for that matter.
No. Not everyone can or wants to watch a video.
You got: Chile Con Limon
“Your bold sense of style and your flair for the exotic make you a trendsetter and a role model. You have a taste for the finer things in life and enjoy being around people who share the same qualities. Stay golden, chile con limon!”
Even colors, like Red, Indigo, Gray, etc.
Because for all their tough-guy rhetoric, they’re still a bunch of craven idiots who are not above using a drugged-up, endangered animal as a prop for their false facades.
That was really sweet. Hahaha.
As far as “white culture” is concerned, being “basic” means you’re interested in things or act in ways that are stereotypically expected of you or your socio-cultural group. The implication is that you’re a bland, uninteresting, self-domesticated non-individual who pathetically clings to comfortable, socially-endorsed roles at the expense of a personality or individual identity. Your life is full of cliched, hackneyed and plain boring interests, behaviors and ways of thinking. You are not brave, original, or curious enough to flout social conventions and carve out an engaging, unique life or personality for yourself. You’re dull, irrelevant, and extra-regular. You’re not a true person, but an archetype. You can be easily replaced with any other generic member of your group, and no one would care, nor would it make any difference. In short, you’re a walking stereotype, and a sad excuse for an “individual”.
Ironically, the term is typically used by delusional people who see themselves as above being “basic”, but who are, in fact, simply using it as a way to make themselves feel better (and conceal their own self-loathing) about being just as un-interesting as the people they deem inferior.
Sample “basic bitch”:
Obsesses over her cutesy Pinterest boards, gets excited about apple-picking and perfectly-Instagrammed pumpkin spice lattes, revels in getting “naughtily” drunk at brunch with her bffs, worships Beyonce, and girl-crushes on Jennifer Lawrence, whom she calls J-Law. Leaves comments on shows like New Girl and The Mindy Project along the lines of “OMG She’s so meee! I love her!! So Awkward!”
Sample “basic bro”:
Obsesses over his fantasy football league, buys whey powder in bulk, gets home from his mid-level job to work on his micro-brewery in the garage while watching and memorizing quotes from Entourage. Fantasizes about Kate Upton and wears pleated khakis while playing golf with fellow bros.
Oh the stories I could tell about this one. Strawberry, Shadow, Echo, Rocky, Cherry, Happy, Shark, etc.
I’ll give a couple of these the benefit of the doubt, and assume they were done in jest. Like the wrong continent T-shirts, which could just be ironic. Or the “Goodbye America. Hello New York” one. Maybe that’s a comment on how NY is a unique city that is vastly different than the rest of America yet very particular to the US. But yeah, the rest are oi.
She looks like a bad cross between Juliette Lewis and Kristin Chenoweth. I don’t know why she would undergo so much plastic surgery that it completely erases her existing image. I think she looked adorable before. Now, she just looks like any other overdone Hollywood alien.
That’s weirdly specific. Is there a particular reason why? Personally, I’d be fascinated, like I had come across an underwater museum, and would swim around, trying to discover everything in the area.
Hahaha. Beat me to it.
This is actually common in China. Some older and rural people there are used to traditional bathrooms, which are squat toilets (i.e. hole in the ground). When those people visit a more cosmopolitan city like Shanghai or Beijing and see a “western” (i.e. European/American) style sitting toilet for the first time, instead of sitting down, they often step up to the seat, and squat on the seat instead. A lot of hotels (and other establishments) try to discourage this, because it leaves dirty footprints on the toilet seats, which, in turn makes people more likely to squat.
I don’t think the soap question was clear then. I read it as “I wet my hands first, then get soap” versus “I get the soap first, then wet my hands”. In this scenario, I firmly belong to the second camp, because I really hate touching a soap dispenser drenched in gross, cold water from all the people before me, and hope to spare others of that experience. But from your clarification, I see now that you meant “I use water AND soap” vs “I just use soap but no water”. In which case, yes, not using water is wrong, as it makes the soap unable to do its job properly This changes everything, and I’m sure others were thrown off by the wording as well.
#20 is giving me hives.
I tend to be overly logical about everything, so I’m often times annoyed by others’ emotional responses and tend to roll my eyes at them (well, metaphorically anyway, so as not to be an a.hole). I can count the number of times I’ve cried in my life in one hand (if that), so it’s always jarring to hear when people post comments like “OMG I’m sobbing at work now, thanks for the onion ninjas / feels Buzzfeed” on an article. It’s especially true for films/books/etc. I’m always going “but this is fictional, there is no actual tragedy here”, even when it’s a historical drama. I also noticed that I don’t cry at deaths of family members, friends, or breakups, but just get a kind of heavy feeling in my chest. The only times I’ve actually cried are during personal failures (got a bad grade once), or fear of failure (I was afraid I wouldn’t achieve something I wanted), but those tend to last a few seconds, and I’ve never done it where other people can see it.
#6 This may be kind of an obvious/old observation for everyone else, but it just hit me that Shibas look like chubby foxes.
That’s heartbreaking. Especially considering that rescues need love in a uniquely important way than dogs who have not been abused. Hope they can find some way to suppress his immune reaction so he can get all the belly rubs he deserves.
As have I. Thank you, internet stranger.
I can’t tell if Frank is an actual spider-shaped scarecrow for the Redditor’s tomato garden, a leftover Halloween decoration, an actual spider (e.g. tarantula) with an outdoor terrarium/enclosure, or just an imaginary being concocted for humorous effect.
It looks like he’s inundated with with giant fuzzy caterpillars.
Dulles =/= Dallas Washington Dulles International Airport (in Dulles, Virginia, serves Washington DC)
Dallas/Fort Worth International Airport (in Texas)
Eh, to each their own, I guess. On a different note, this is the most I have ever talked about my bathroom habits with a random stranger. 0.0
You got: University of Notre Dame
“The Holy Grail of football. It doesn’t matter if you win or lose, you still have the legendary name of Notre Dame to fall back on. Sure you’ll have to deal with pesky curfews and single-sex dorms but who cares? With a name like Notre Dame, it’s worth it.”
Lois Lane? Is that you?
What’s wrong with a dead silent cabbie? Isn’t that what we all dream of?
Art is anything you can get away with.
#2 THIS. I dream of the day when the whole world gets together and decides to use the exact same outlets, the exact same voltage, the exact same cell phone standards and bandwidths, the exact same measurement system, the exact same signage, etc.
Every time he had one of his extended cow-like moans, I was harmonizing with an equally enthusiastic ewwwwwwwwwww.
#8 Do companies actually do this? It if it’s real, then it has disarmed me with its unexpected level of consideration. The only time forced shutdowns happen AFAIK are when security and software updates are installed.
It drives me crazy when people wet their hands first, because it means whenever I touch the dispenser at work, it’s drenched in gross, cold water from all the people before me. I prefer to get a few squirts of soap in my hand first.