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  1. Hellbent

    Do You Watch Sports? What Sports Did You Last Watch?

    Currently watching the tour de france. Pretty great one so far, though Pogecar's lead makes the GC race a little less exciting than the rest of the race. But if Tadej were to crash out then dang, what a GC race we'd have as 2nd through 6th place are like 30 seconds of each other. I don't see Tadej getting into trouble, though. He's a smart bike rider. The only other sport I watch is the World Cup. I therefore answered 'no' on the poll.
  2. I've been having a lot of similar dreams lately. Most of them are usually too abstract to translate into words (like dreaming of a three dimensional place with rich colors, full of texture and depth and then trying to capture it as a monochromatic 2D drawing of crude shapes). The common theme they have is that some sort of oppressive dictatoriship has taken over the world and everyone is about to become prisoners in an end game scenario with me and my family trying to figure out a way out when there simply is none. Anyway, my most recent dream remained in my memory quite well and was hardly at all abstract, not as dark as the above themed dreams: I was with some acquaintances and we were at an old, derelict amusement park. It was dark and gloomy. And then one of my friends said "I think we're in the Netflix show Stranger Thingsâ. It seemed absurd and while I wanted to believe it I was skeptical. More logical was that this place just *felt* like a scene out of Stranger Things and that we werenât actually in the show. But he kept going on that thread. He was saying there was a mission we had to complete. He wasnât sure what it was but that he heard there was a cave or dungeon we had to enter and fight off some kind of mysterious enemy. So we traveled through the gloom(y amusement park) until we entered an old abandoned building. It was even darker in here. We climbed some stairs. As we got deeper into the mysterious building we heard some things. I was maybe a little nervous but not scared. I was still not convinced we were in an episode of Stranger Things. I think at some point we made some very makeshift self defense âweaponsâ from old detritus strewn around the building--maybe a piece of aluminum window siding wrapped in tape or some such. This gave us considerably more confidence in our quest. The farther into the building we went and the more confident my friend became about his belief we were in Stranger Things and getting closer to the anomaly the more I started to believe and start to get excited/nervous too. After passing through several other rooms and staircases, some which were very dark, damp and dank, we started climbing a slightly better lit staircase and we felt we were getting close to something (a malevolent presence or a resolution). Eventually we reached the top of the staircase and a better lit room higher up in the building. There was definitely the sense that an ominous presence was near. We had our weapons at the ready. We were feeling confident. The next part is kind of fuzzy. I donât remember encountering a monster. I remember going outside into a field and there were lots of other people there and many military personnel. Apparently the gig was up. The cat was out of the bag. It was no longer our little secret that we had discovered that we were living in a Stranger Things reality. Apparently most everyone knew and the military had become involved and they were escorting everyone away (from danger?). My friend and I were not interested in following the military orders. My friend had his own plan. We stole away from the group we had been moving with to stay inconspicuous once we had arrived on the surface in daylight. (The mysterious building we had traveled through had delivered us on the surface of a field in (the morning?) light. My friend still felt he was on the âscentâ toward the anomaly. We entered another dark place (not sure if it was a building, a cave entrance or a dungeon entrance). Once inside the dark gloom again we both felt we were getting very close to the malevolent presence, though. We heard noises again. We had our makeshift weapons drawn. We were ready to take on whatever it was. Iâd have visions of it. Glimpses of what it was. Sometimes they were very vague: of a small thing like a dark, mangey, scraggly, wretched fox sized creature. But I also got a glimpse of a large, upright bipedal creature: dark, swarthy, insidious and terrible covered with dark, raggedy strips of heavy cloth that almost looked like they had been dipped in blank ink; a beast with a most menacing countenance dripping with malicious intent and evil purpose. I think I woke up before we ever caught up to the creature but we were close!
  3. Hellbent

    dreaming of stranger things and darker times...

    The dream of the 3D ARTifact made out of cream and sunsets. Somebody, several people really, including Bruce Springsteen somehow, were making a very beautiful but also dimension defying piece of art. It started with a sunset. Someone had found this relic in the attic, a 3D sculpture made out of … sunsets? Cream? A dynamic 3D tea pot shaped like a bird? Made out of cream? Fluid and moving? Like flowing cream that made the shape of a bird shaped tea pot? I mean, this was next level. It started with a sunset. The sunset had the shape of a bird with the clouds, but, for reasons I have trouble articulating, it required two sunsets super imposed in order to create the 3D ARTifact. We were trying to figure out how the 3D ARTifact was made. And for some reason it started out with these two sunsets. You had to wait for the right sunset with the right cloud shape—there couldn’t be too many clouds is what we discovered (or what she discovered, rather) and at first the sunset had too many clouds puffed together and when trying to duplicate the sunset and then super imposing the two images of the sunset it just didn’t work—the result was not what we were seeing, sort of a mess; so we had to wait for the sunset to change, for most of the clouds to dissipate, and then at just the right moment she made a mirror image of the sunset and then superimposed the two sunsets and melded the two images of the two sunsets together into the spectacular 3D image-like ARTifact. That made the 3D image, but then there was more.. it was never enough, the image was being painted with white paint to give it a spectacular white wedding quality to it, like a white wedding gown flowing—but not a gown, a bird with fluffy feathers? Not that either… but what, then? A tea pot? A humming bird? The white paint became replaced by cream, white cream, painted, splashed, layered like some kind of magical fountain of cream. Scaffolding was added, made out of I know not what, dreams and visions? Not quite so abstract—they were made out of real stuff, like the flaking of croissants, gathered together, pieced together into the shape of a beautiful bird with lots of feathers and intricate details, “painted” layer upon layer until the scaffolding took a shape, draped over with layers of cream flowing like cascading cream down smooth rock. Bruce Springsteen was shooting a commercial for Dunkin. But he was somehow —in a parallel kind of way— maybe not quite a parallel universe kind of way, but sorta like that—connected to the 3D object, where he was building scaffolding as well, with his guitar, with his singing? With his poetry… he was lying down on his side propped up by his elbow, holding his guitar, in front of a large 3D font of DUNKIN’ made out of donuts with purple and dark pink sprinkles that glinted and blinked slowly like retro lights. He had a friend with him, some girl, but it wasn’t his wife, she was younger and full of creative pizzaz, trying to up the creative force behind his creativity—she may have been the same person behind the original 3D artwork—she was trying to uncover how the original 3D artwork was made, who made it, who it belonged to, its history—the iterations it had gone through in being created to end up the way it was now—how it started out as a tea pot, but then went through the phases, the croissant flaking scaffolding phase, and then being painted white like a wedding, and then the cascading cream flowing down as though over smooth rock, enveloping the entire sculpture in white wedding brilliance—the soft glow of a white wedding. Somewhere back in the history of the object she had the vision? of a very old man who had maybe started the whole thing many decades ago, or maybe he didn’t start it, but it had come into his family, and then she was trying to piece together its history of how it was made, of who made it, who started it, and how it was built upon, and the more she looked into it, the more spectacular and amazing the making of this thing was—with all those layers to it, all those various creative iterations. And other people as they saw her investigate it and shine light on just how amazing and spectacular the making of it was, of the iterations it went through, couldn’t really believe it—it was so amazing and beyond normal endeavors. And yet she showed the entire process, like a movie playing of the entire process condensed into a rapidly flowing vision from the discovery of the “tea pot”? to its evolution through sunsets and all the crazy iterations to the final form of a croissant flaked, cream flowing, wedding brilliance white bird.
  4. Hellbent

    Favourite food

    Generally speaking lasagne is the answer, but most any pasta will do.
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    pugilist mustafo
  6. Hellbent

    When did Doom WAD's hit their Peak?

    They hit their peak?
  7. Hellbent

    The Backyard

    ... meanwhile ... Osiris approaches the gravesite. "So this is the gravesite of your family...." Osiris' furrows his brow as a vision of what happened comes to him. He turns to Yael and speaks: "They have suffered much, I'm afraid, but it is within my judgment and power to grant them the chance to avenge the injustices they have endured, for I too have known such injustice." With that, a strange stillness came over the gravesite, while time over the site seemed to suddenly speed up: the gravesite rapidly became overgrown with green grass and a small sapling sprouted up where each body had been buried. Then everything became very still again, and familiar voices were then heard coming from the nearby forest's edge. Voices that Yael could not mistake. Osiris turned toward the source of the sweet sounds and gestured for Yael to greet his family.
  8. Hellbent

    The Backyard

    Yael, show me where the bodies of your deceased family are. I will attempt to look into their deeds in life and determine if bringing them back is right.
  9. Hellbent

    The Backyard

    You can try to kill me, but I've already been murdered and dismembered once. Killing me a second time won't be so easy. Because those who are very wise do not take the life of another lightly or needlessly. I am both ancient and wise; thus trusting me is the wisest thing you can do; especially now, as your world has been torn and thrown into chaos.
  10. Hellbent

    The Backyard

    Just then a tall orb of light appears on the grass and from it steps a tall figure in strange clothes, with even stranger speech: "Fear not Yael. Not all is lost. Not as long as I am around to see to things. I am Osiris. And I have returned.
  11. Hellbent

    dreaming of stranger things and darker times...

    Last night's dream: We were on a large / long slope with short grass. There was some kind of crazy, free for all kind of race that was going on. Not a serious competition; more just for the fun of flailing down the hill. People were racing their old cars down the slope. I was sliding all over the place in my Civic, having a hard time maintaining speed but having fun power sliding on the shallow upper slopes, trying to carry as much speed into the steeper, lower 3/4 of the hill. Later on, we weren’t racing cars, but rather we were riding down on makeshift or homemade contraptions (I think cars were removed from the competition because they were going to ruin all the grass). Most were like wooden sleds. Mine was difficult to control, people were bunching up creating hilarious situations as people (myself included) were trying to avoid colliding with a large clump of sledders because these things were so hard to control. But then later on I had one that was upright which was much easier to control. I could actually get that thing to turn where I wanted, though it was still precarious holding on. I sorta had to clutch the top of it and felt like I was precariously balanced but somehow the tighter I squeezed on the handles the more stable the upright sled was (it was kinda like holding onto and straddling a three foot tall tree trunk with the bark removed and two, short dead branches to hold onto sticking out of the top). Up to that point it seemed everyone else had a better idea than me of how to run in this game. Now I was actually doing well in the race. On that upright sled I was able to avoid others; narrowly weave between them. I had good momentum going into the steeper lower section, which was a long, straight field, with maybe some trees toward the bottom. I had weaved my way through the others, leaning left, leaning right, somehow not toppling over. On the lower sections I was really flying along, at the very edge of being out of control but somehow keeping that thing upright, catching air here and there over small tussocks of grass. I was pushing the envelope, doing everything I could to stay in the front. It was exhilarating to have a large wave of people behind me, trying to catch me, but they couldn’t. I remember thinking I wasn’t *really* in the lead though, because there were many laps and I had been passed so many times earlier in the competition that just because I was in the lead for this lap, didn’t mean I was winning overall (I definitely wasn’t). But it was super fun to no longer be one of the worst drivers in the competition; now I was definitely controlling my sled better than most. I was never coming to a stop or toppling over anymore, as others still were.
  12. Hellbent

    Do you consider videogames an artform?

    Sure, games are an artform. But I'm here to get help with Celeste. I bought it through Steam as a direct response to your post and now I'm trying to run it (MacOS) and it loads but I can't get anything to happen. There is an image of a mountain with snow falling. If I press keys or click the touchpad nothing happens. I googled for help but found nothing.
  13. Hellbent

    YouTube ads are amazing

    Another example: there is a cyclist I follow on Strava, Ted King, who rides in Vermont (so not that far from where I ride--same part of the Universe at least). I think he was former pro? Anyway, he broke his collarbone yesterday during a ride. Just now, while I'm watching a cycling video on YT an ad pops up featuring Ted King. Sure, I don't know him personally, but given that I gain inspiration from the epic rides he posts on Strava and given that he just had a bad crash, it's kinda cool to watch an ad with him in it. This would not happen in the olden days watching TV or listening to radio where the ads are whatever the programmers of their respective stations choose to put on, which were generally ads for things you didn't need or weren't healthy for you (as a youngster seeing Tide and Snickers ads over and over, for example, got kind of old. I suppose part of the reason I get good ads tailored to my interests is that I tell google whenever it asks me that it may use my location and use my data for whatever it wants. BTW, I have not voted in the poll yet. @Grazza those were kind of entertaining/interesting/informative. I didn't watch to the end but the one that stuck with me the most was the child being hit at 30mph vs 40mph. Interesting info, that.
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    YouTube ads are amazing

    Compared to ads on traditional FM radio or rabbit ears TV of yore youtube ads are effing amazing. It's really quite awesome how good the ads are. What is your experience of youtube ads?
  15. Hellbent

    dreaming of stranger things and darker times...

    Last night I dreamt I was fighting some kind of massive bull demon that was super fast and terrifying; kind of like if a cyberdemon and a fiend (from Quake) had a baby, but massive, way larger than anything in Doom or Quake. At least 30' feet tall and over 50' long and incredibly fast. When I came upon it it was asleep and I wasn't playing a computer game, it was closer to real life. I was with other people, but I can't remember what our business was. We were in some kind of large cavern, and there was a relatively small hole in the wall, but you wouldn't necessarily notice it, because pressed against this wall was the hide of this massive beast. He was asleep, unmoving. Somehow I knew right off the bat that I needed to take advantage of him being asleep, because he would take awhile to wake up. I started firing my shotgun which was somewhere between a shotgun and a super-shotgun. The buckshot started pelting its hide, but it wasn't even moving; free damage on this terrible beast. I moved around to see if I could get a better shot on him and I went around to the left and saw him in his full enormity and I was a little scared. I started firing at his upper body, his chest and shoulders. His massive bull-demon head, which was multiple times larger than a cacodemon, was too far away to fire at. His armor was almost like steel and the buckshot did not penetrate him at all. His hide had the look of a blend of metal1 metal2, brown144 and redwall; hard as nails and almost like a super hard silica-glass, dark and smeared with old blood, stains so old they were petrified into his hide. So I quickly surmised only his back half was even harmable. I went back to where I was and continued firing at what I guess was his hindquarters. He started to make the slightest of movement so I guess he was waking up. I continued firing until I felt it was time to make a run for it. Once fully awake the speed at which this bull demon moved was terrifying. The only chance of escape was through a small opening we had come through when we entered the large cavern. I made a run for it as the giant bull-demon-boss woke up, extremely angry it had been being shot at this whole time while it slept. It came tearing through the cavern and around the corner with awesome power and agility into the main chamber after me. I think its focus on me may have been stalled ever so slightly as it scanned the large cavern quickly, seeing the others I had come with. I dashed into the small opening just in time and tried to take more shots at him but more times than not my shots would hit his impenetrable armor which covered most the upper half of his body. This was going to be a long fight, I thought. While I had escaped immediate danger I felt far from safe. The ensuing chaos and clamor from such a massive thing moving so quickly was disorienting and frightening. Trying to stay ahead of this thing was going to be very hard. edit: I meant metal2, not metal1.
  16. Hellbent

    dreaming of stranger things and darker times...

    Last night's dream was kinda interesting, but hell if I can describe it properly. There was some kind of competition we were participating in where you had to see how far your firing contraption could launch its (missile?) across the playing field. The first time the competition was played mine did pretty well relative to my own understanding of the game (which was kind of limited). My missile wasn’t the best by a long shot but I was pretty pleased with how it did and I thought it was pretty cool that it had traveled some distance at all. I am having trouble remembering the details of how it fired or traveled, but I remember it was almost like an obstacle course or that there was multiple aspects to the rocket’s flight, or getting it to fly. It wasn’t just shooting a rocket into the air, it soaring a certain distance and then crashing into the ground. The playing field was some kind of complex, like a giant holodeck and you had to build various contraptions to carry your rocket along and the amount of air time it actually had on its own made up a relatively small portion of its actual traveling distance, or its overall participation in the entire event. The details of the contraptions are fuzzy to me. The competition was entering another round and this time the holodeck complex playing field was designed by some nerdy expert to make for a fun but challenging rocket flight. Different corners of the holodeck had different shapes, but they were all rounded in design. The look and feel of the space was kind of as if you took two interestingly shaped swimming pools, emptied the water of them and placed one pool upside down on top of the other to create a sculpted 3D space between the two pools. There were horizontal columns spanning the spaces between the edges of the "swimming pools" with natural shapes (as if they were natural arches like the arches in arches nat’l park) and the shapes were tailor made for this rocket shooting competition. The color of the entire space was that of a whitewashed off-white deco kind of look. People were discussing how their design was going to have the farthest launching rocket and all the various things they’d have to construct in order to get the rocket to travel the farthest or hit the target or whatever the object of the competition was (not exactly sure on that point). Someone was taking their turn, someone who I suppose won the last round and got to choose the best part of the 3D space to use to setup their contraptions for their rocket. The designer of the 3D space was saying that the near left quadrant was supposed to be the best place to build from to setup a rocket launch but that in actuality he didn’t really see how it was the best, or how to make use of it optimally, as if it wasn't at all in fact designed specifically for this competition (kinda odd), and that he was actually puzzled by how to best utilize the space and its architecture. The whole impression given (to me anyway) was that you had these fancy 3D architectural spaces created by these super smart people but that even they didn’t really understand what was best, because the complex physics and multi-faceted aspect of the competition made it really, really hard to fully figure out what would be the best way to get the best result. That was what made the whole competition so interesting and challenging. I was trying to figure out how I was going to use the space to setup my rocket and its travel—where would it launch from, what would help it travel the greatest distance since its propulsion would only take it so far? People were discussing mostly about what would be best for the guy who had won the last round, of how he should setup his rocket and his overall contraption design. BTW, the "rocket" thing was very vague in my memory; I'm not really sure what it was and it was only one part of the whole design needed to participate successfully in the competition, but I think it was the main part or main point of it.
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    YouTube ads are amazing

    No, seriously, I get really good ads. I often watch ads beyond the 5 seconds before I can skip them. Yes, I'm talking about ads that pop up randomly or at the start of the video; not sponsored ads. I really like the Masterclass ones. They're just fun to watch even if I don't have any intention of buying a masterclass. I also like the nutritional ones like Mudwater. Sasquatch body wash? ad is fun. Most ads are stuff I'd consider buying. A recent one is a scale that measures your fat and muscle content (don't ask me how; it uses eletrical signals to) and as a cyclist I think that is really cool! It would be fun to see my fat percent go down and muscle percentage go up during a training block.
  18. Hellbent

    Balls Thread.

    @Grazza in 2004 I also took photos of the Meoraki boulders. At the time I fancied they looked like giant brontosaurs eggs. ;)
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    Gahhhh, not you again!
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    This is how the arctic takes revenge for climate change.
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    dreaming of stranger things and darker times...

    One of the cooler dystopian dreams I had awhile ago, I wish I could remember all the details. It really was quite epic and atmospheric. It was a complicated dream; like the intricacies of the coup or whatever were very hard to fully understand (and I definitely did not understand what was going on, just that a lot of shit was going down). We had been taken to a secret military base, but not an ordinary secret military base. Even S4 would probably pale in comparison to this. It was very large, there was a giant backdrop of a space scene, maybe the moon with earth rise, or maybe just the moon in extra large size against the backdrop of space with a giant rocket or spaceship (or maybe the rocket was real standing very tall next to the enormous backdrop). It was a very epic mural or backdrop (it was enormous, probably approaching 40 stories high--as was the rocket). The scary thing about this dream (and like many of these types of recurring dreams [each dream is very different where it's taking place and who is in charge etc, but it's always some kind of dire, end of the world scenario where humankind is about to be enslaved or is actively in the process of having its fate sealed). I think technology is also a major piece to these dreams. The oppressors have very sophisticated technology beyond what ordinary people are aware of which makes fighting back or organizing some kind of resistance very difficult. Anyway, the scary thing about this dream is that in this vast, sprawling super secret military base we were being corralled but we didn't really understand what was going to happen to us. But we kinda all did understand it was the end of the world as we'd known it, or at least the end of free society's existence. I remember sort of feeling like this had been a long time coming and so I wasn't really terribly freaked out about it; it was more like: "well, it's finally happened, the end of the world has finally come; not all conspiracy theories were unfounded--and the post apocalyptic oppression has begun." There was a vague thought in my head that if we could find out who was behind it all, who was pulling the strings, if we could cut off the snake's head, if we could get to the cool looking space backdrop and climb the tower and reveal the man behind the curtain... but I think I realized I was romanticizing and simplifying the problem, the solution to a very complex and nearly impossible problem of evil to unravel. There was no solution, not now. Too long I doubted; too long we doubted the degree to which the evil was encroaching; too apathetic and afraid to disrupt the comfort of our daily routines and lives to really figure out what actually was going, to form a resistance, to learn who and what the enemy actually was and to try to formulate a plan--a smart plan--one that would endeavor to get one step ahead of their plan, the plotting evil. But I had not done my part. Too fearful of stepping outside the lines of conformity, too fearful of being ridiculed by the status quo or being struck down for being onto them. And now here we were, at the end of the line. Being led who knows where. Our free lives now come to an end; and we didn't even have a clear picture of who our oppressors were, what they wanted, what their ultimate goal or mission was; what their demagogy was, what their technology was or how they were misusing or abusing it to their ends. We didn't know anything. We just knew it was the end, that we were all captors and that freedom was a thing of the past and that things might be getting really ugly really soon.
  22. I just finished watching this film for the first time. Ummm... Ehhhh... Uhhh??? This post is to record my impressions of this famous film. 1. Have there been any doom projects inspired by the film? (seems unlikely the answer would be no). Doom itself has several anomalies, and while I don't recall the word anomaly ever being used in 2001: A Space Odyssey the film basically was one, giant anomaly; an anomaly within an anomaly (within an anomaly, even). Alternate title of the film could easily have been The Jupiter Anomaly and yet no Doom projects that I know of by that name exist (quite surprisingly, really, given the heavy use of anomalies in Doom and doom projects). 2. Making films about dreams you have might seem like a good idea, but dreams usually only have meaning to the dreamer and sharing them with others often leaves the listener confused and thinking the sharer of the dream to possibly be disturbed. This film kind of reminded me of a David Lynch film. 3. Just how much acid exactly did Stanley Kubrick drop in the '60s? 4. Was this the first sci-fi film to play with the idea of time dilation? 5. Would be nice to have an edited version of this film with some of the extended shots shortened and dialogue added to fill in the gaps to the storyline. Though I should say that what the film lacked in continuity it made up in visual style. Seriously, though, this film could have been 30 minutes shorter just by trimming all the extended shots where nothing happens. This shit would never fly today but I suppose this film was pretty groundbreaking when it was released (honestly, it's held up pretty well). 6. The shots of the grand canyon and other iconic southwest rock features toward the end of the film struck me as very cheesy and cheap, especially in light of all the decently believable geologic shots up to that point of the film. Was this somehow intentional or did Kubrick figure the audience wouldn't be able to tell what these shots were? Seems it was meant to serve as the surface of Jupiter (or one of its moons?) but having the landscapes be recognizable kinda ruins the supposed desired effect. Seems to me the special effects team could have distorted the aspect ratio of the geologic features to make them less recognizable as distorting and inverting the colors of the landscape alone did not do nearly enough to hide their Earthly origins. 6. The circular design of the spacecraft was neat, especially given how functional it appeared to be. How come NASA and the ISS haven't adopted similar designs as ways to make it easy for astronauts to stay fit while in space? Seems like a very good design. 6. Wasn't there a monolith found in the desert somewhat recently? As I recall it was very similar to the monolith MacGuffin in the film. 7. While I have more specific questions about the film, I'm not going to ask them now as I wish to ponder them further and I may watch this bizarre film again to see if things might make more sense the second go around. That's all for now.
  23. I made it all the way to S2E12 before the show finally jumped the shark. Makes perfect sense, right?
  24. I hope I don't get into trouble for starting this thread. I made it because I was looking for archival news stories from 1994 about Doom and its impact on society (such as lowering productivity in offices nationwide) but all I found was other things that happened in 1994 such as this: "On March 31, 1994, Madonna was invited onto the Late Show with David Letterman. Fourteen uses of the word “fuck” and several attempts to make the host smell her underwear later, the pop star left the show’s Manhattan set to uproar from censors and watchdogs." I never realized how eccentric Madonna was. Anyway, as the thread title says, post the last entertaining YouTube clip you watched.
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    Mmmm.... love me berserk pack.
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