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I had to look up what “holy shit two cakes” was referring to. I thought I recognized it but I couldn’t remember off the top of my head what it was.
But forty cakes is as many as four tens, and that’s awful
You’re one of today’s lucky 10,000! And so am I, so thanks for linking it!
Why is Tumblr getting the credit when it’s an XKCD comic that has the message, not the platform.
See: Holy Shit – Two Cakes.
Semi-relevant story time!
A couple weeks ago I was watching a favorite Youtuber, 12Tone, deconstructing a song I wasn’t aware of. During the intro he made a joke about trying to explain the song, then stopped, saying everyone already knew what the song was. I had no idea at all. So I went and listened to the song and looked up a bit more about it.
Due to some weird convergence of chance and Matrix-esque internet dodging that I didn’t know I was doing, I somehow missed out on the phenomenon that was Mr. Brightside.
It’s a really good song and I had the fortune to be one of that day’s lucky 10,000.
That’s the best because the song is phenomenal, and I never listen to it now because I’ve heard it too many times. You truly have been given a gift there!
Do you ever wish you could go back and listen to it for the first time again?
Every time I hear it I’m transported back to a grimy pub in the student union, dancing on the table and beyond drunk on snakebite and youthful abandon. Truly one of my happiest memories, not for what happened that day but just how young and happy and free I felt!
I don’t doubt you and I don’t judge you but… HOW
Seriously no idea at all. My wife, who doesn’t generally care for music at all was very well acquainted with it. It was just one of those one-in-a-million things just seemed to happen.
Huh, and today I am a lucky 10,000. Had to google the song, never heard it. Thanks for you anecdote and my subsequent discovery!!
That’s the first I’ve heard of this. I must be one of today’s lucky 10,000.
Congrats
Thank you, I’m still waiting for my solid gold trophy.
