No one here goes to the library. Prove me wrong.
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Just wait. Iām going to start praising Captain Marvel lol.
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Is that really the hill you want to die on?
I own a library card. I have library books on my desk, as I type.
I could take a photo and post it on here, but i donāt want to compromise my privacy.
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Oh greenboy knows all about thatā¦
So I went to the library yesterday (thanks to this thread) because I thought Iād check out a Tarzan book or two to see if it was as obliviously racist as those old movies (āDONāT SHOOT, HEāS WHITE!!!ā),
Instead of Edgar Rice Burroughs I brought William Burroughsā Junkie: Confessions of an Unredeemed Drug Addict.
It was part of my drug booksā holy trinity when I was a teenager (along with Christianne F. 's We Children of Bahnhof Zoo and Charles Duchaussois Flash ou le Grand Voyage - good luck finding an English translation of this one, though).
Highly recommend all three.
And as expected, library was empty, except for a couple of guys in the computer and some kids with earplugs watching a movie.
No one was even near the books. Shame.
Not to derail the thread (lol) but am I the only one whoās automatically attracted to a girl reading a book in the beach or in a cafe as opposed to most of them I see with their face glued to their fucking phone?
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No, you are not. Muy caliente.
Heh. I thought maybe only the people who knew I posted a half nekkid photo in the August check in thread would get itā¦
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These days, you can browse the libraryās books online, then reserve the books you want to borrow. Once the books are there, itās held for you in a specific stack/area. In & out to get the books you want in a flash. No need to hang out near the books.
Also, ebooks are available from the libraryās site as well, if one is a Kindle user.
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Thatās a shame, I was thinking the library could be a good place to pickup girls, but like that I wonāt have much time to find an opening.
Damnit!
As a social justice loon Iām happy to angrily march or post stuff on Reddit as needed, but I need a little directionā¦am I marching on Captain Marvel?
Also, I have a Marvel Comics poster hanging at work. Am I inadvertently broadcasting messages? Is this why so many of the men I see are unhappy and the women stressed? Is it the poster? Iād assumed it was all just random and coincidental - hey, depressed people happen - but now Iām not sure.
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I think all you need to do is start spamming the comments section on the page for the new Rambo movie trailer with #boycottRambo and call it an ode to toxic masculinity. That will trigger a lot of snowflakes.
I always thought Rambo was an Incel. Guy had no game with the ladies.
The rage, the frustrationā¦Yeah, he almost scored in Part 2, butā¦well I donāt want to spoil that movie for anyone who hasnāt seen it.
What Iāve always thought is Rambo is voluntarily celibate. How hard can it possibly be to get laid in rural Thailand? Maybe heās gay and theyāll reveal that in the new movie.
If the people around you are anything like you, I believe it.
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Nah, man he is a virgin.
He was WAAY too into that chick after making out with her ONE time, when it was clear she was just using that dumbass to get to America.
Yeah it seems weird that he wasnāt gettin laid in Thailand but word on the street is every woman was scared of him.
Apparently Colonel Trautman took Rambo to a brothel to get him to lose his virginity, but it turns out it was an S&M kind of place.
All those whips and handcuffs gave him flashbacks to when he was being tortured as a prisoner, and the first lash made him lose his shit. Leveled that place to the ground with knifes, grenades, machine guns and bazookas.
Whores, madames, pimps, Johns, all dead.
Trautman was like āJohny, what the fuckā???
-āThey drew first blood, Colonel! They drew first blood, not meā!
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On the other hand, if theyāre gonna make him gay these are the perfect times for it.
John Rainbow ftw.
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Iāve read Borroughs, but I was all smacked up on China white so my memory of it is spotty.
Might have puked on it too.