Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

They took the initiative to apologize and reconcile and I am so relieved and DEEPLY impressed. I take back everything I said about the Young Radical Folks-- I had forgotten in my fear and frustration that empathy is also still a core value there.

@zx3 Sympathies. My THC tolerance post-Ida trauma has rocketed straight past "Willie Nelson" into Snoop Dogg territory. I can't tell you the last dream I've remembered due to flattened REM. D:

I am trying to get all my work-crucial apps working on my new laptop and never in my life have I more desired a "DO WHAT I MEAN" key.

@Leucrotta *sits on inner pedant because she knows you already know damn well what "shin" means in Japanese* :D <3

@001zlnv @mawr I am DOWN for the dark gritty rogueroguelikelikelike reboot of Number Munchers.

@001zlnv @mawr *sighs at the fond memory of a certain estranged friend stealing her fours, sevens, and eights, once upon a time* :|

@001zlnv @mawr OK, I'm with you now. Numberphage is a VERY interesting concept. Damn you both for giving me a new kink. :>

@001zlnv @mawr (the youtube channel, the one of 1+2+3+4+... "equals" -1/12 infamy. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCoxcjq-8xIDTYp3uz647V5A)

@001zlnv @mawr COULD YOU REPEAT THAT, CLEM FANDANGO?

@mawr And yeah, plus we're all kinda... unfactorable. :) Breaking us down into convenient easy pieces, generalizing about us, just... doesn't work. And I suspect, yeah, most human beings are like that.

@mawr Isn't it beautiful? I am just short of declaring the Numberphile YT channel to be my personal religion. n.n;

@mawr Those are quality artisanal threes, Mawr, so I really think the problem, no offense, lies in plush dentition. You gotta get yourself some HARD teeth one of these days, especially if you're gonna try to factor things with them. <3

@mawr Are you SURE you can eat a large prime number in one sitting, Mawr? Take small bites, at least, and chew the sixes carefully. I don't want you choking on the pokey bit.

(CONTEXT: I recently declared my gender to be "357,686,312,646,216,567,629,137" on Birdsite because it's got an amazing property: you can take any number of digits off the front and it's STILL PRIME. It... kinda felt metaphorical somehow, because no matter how many transformations I go through I'm still basically the same jerkass queerass cat. =n.n;= )

@Leucrotta @zx3 No, no, this was really Godlike difficulty level. It's a SUPER obscure Electric Company sketch-- the Short Circus specifically-- and that's the only line that stuck with me. There was very little reasonable expectation that anyone would get this. I have no clue why it stuck in my own head. I couldn't tell you a damn thing about the context.

@zx3 Yeah, I tipped my hand a little too much there. :D

@Aradia I can't get to the link, am too stuck on the wonderfulness of "Tenacious Unicorn Ranch." :D :D: :D <3 <3 <3,

HINT 2: The line was spoken by a teenager.

HINT 3: The show it was spoken on is known for an EXCEPTIONALLY funky theme song.

HINT 4: Your parents' tax dollars funded it.

HINT 5: Easy Reader. That's my name. I said uh. Uh. Uh.

$1,000 worth of no-prize to anyone who can identify the following quote:

"Archdukes, archduchesses... there were a lot of arch people!"

I know there's gotta be at least ONE other Gen-Xer whose brain that got stuck in.

(HINT: PBS.)

@mawr Listen, mawr, say what you want but IMHO you haven't really lived until you've fucked a chuckle.

"For reasons unknown, someone has shaped this lump of epoxy into human-like form, perhaps in an attempt to comprehend their own hideous shape-- more likely to mock the God that blighted them so..."

"I shall now observe the ungainly peach-colored creature. His humid, fleshy extensions struggle as he attempts to dominate some simple, seemingly purposeless toy. Already a sense of pity overcomes me yet I am repelled by my own compassion."

"Although his biological makeup implies a living thing, I am certain we shall discover him to be but an animated piece of refuse or feces, but I must remain impartial and continue to study even as he mocks everything I hold dear. I hate him. I can take comfort only in my cool detachment."

"He looks at me now, and no flicker of comprehension do I discern in his flat and lifeless eyes. I can only pray that his tiny spinal column conveys no spark of truth, no splinter of the horrible reality that this is all inside. My God! I pray for his death, as do all things that love rightness and decency."

The above pretty much sums up how I feel about my day on Twitter.