‘yeah i participate in greek life in college’ i say as i form my own distinct city state, telling barbarous people who wear pants to go back to persia and plotting to invade nearby departments and claim their territory as my own
what was the name of the fish my geology teacher called “bad dude” because i put bad dude in my notes and have no idea what the real name is
update:
this is the bad dude
it’s called dunkleosteus and it’s basically a tank with teeth
that is one bad dude
slam dunkleosteus
Interestingly, though the genus is named after a guy called Dunkle, if you break down the etymology of that name, dunkleosteus works out to something like “Dark Bone”.
So not only do they look like something you’d fight in a JRPG bonus dungeon, they’re named appropriately, too!
“1/4? Really? Who writes a measure of ¼. WHY would you write a measure of ¼?” “Because fuck you that’s why.”
“I will literally trade you my sandwich for that practice room.” “Dude you should eat your lunch.” “I won’t be able to eat it if my teacher decapitates me for not practicing JUST TAKE IT.”
“I always wanted to look inside the percussion room. It’s like Narnia, but noisier.”
“Satan created piccolos to punish the trumpets for their pride.”
“I’m thinking about dropping music history.” “But why, don’t you need that class?” “Yes but half of it is non-music majors and two people were having a discussion about why there were hashtags at the beginning of the music.”
“So my teacher convinced me to take the History of Rock and Roll over the Summer but it was an online course and he found the webcam filters and inevitably the first unit ended up being taught by a talking dinosaur on my webcam. This man teaches college theory.”
“SHH. Don’t say the theory teacher’s name. He’s like Beetlejuice. If you say it three times he’ll appear behind you and fuck your shit up.”
“I found out Mozart had a butt fetish and I’m never going to be able to stop calling him Mozfart.”
“If I see a drink within 100 feet of that Steinway I will track you down and beat you with my harpsichord.”
“Theres no way a tuba can fit in that tiny ass locker.” “Not with that attitude.”
~somebody accidentally slams the piano keys with the backpack~ “Same.”
“It’s just simple stomps and claps.” “I’m a SINGER. If I could stomp and clap don’t you think I’d be SOMETHING ELSE?!”
“It’s a simple repetition.” “You’re a simple repetition.” “Shut the fuck up.”
Me (drunk in a practice room at 3am because I wanted to see how it felt to play trombone when I can’t feel my face. Also, I’m slamming the piano keys with my forearms): FUCK YOU I’M HENRY COWELL
“I think the actors have been shortcutting through here again; I smell booze”
“what the fuck even is 5/4?″ “Mission: The Impossible Theme”
“radio feedback is absolutely a valid instrument” “spoken like a composition major”
“Help my fist is stuck in the tuba!”
And my personal favourite:
-Awful noise-
“What was that!?” “My hopes and dreams of making it in the industry.”
While I have been neck deep in hideous painting work, someone went and made two pieces of art for YBEB and made me clap my hands (if tiredly because wheee) with delight:
Want a Kitten? (0 words) by danceswchopstck Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: Original Characters, Original Female Character Additional Tags: Fanart, Inspired by Fanfiction, Spoilers Summary:
Maybe James might want a kitten?
A and B in Sunlight (0 words) by danceswchopstck Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: James “Bucky” Barnes, Original Animal Character(s) Additional Tags: Fanart, Inspired by Fanfiction Summary:
Kimchi and Justice 