I could take him or leave him as superman to be honest, but I do just like HIM. I find his IRL stuff, like interviews and Q&As to be way more endearing than his acting so far. I mean, I think he's fine as an actor, don't get me wrong, but I think he's just a really cool human.Wise words from Superman. My favorite Superman along with the Animated Series version.
I wouldn't exactly call 'Upper Middle Bogan' - that's the actual name of the show - terribly representative of Australia as a whole. I won't deny there's definately some cultural cross pollination between the two countries though.Not to offend anyone, but general disposition wise Australians seem like they have more in common with Americans than the British.
Context: I was watching Bess of Both worlds and if it wasn't for the accents I almost thought it was an american TV show.
I really hate people who try and zoom ahead in the lane that is being blocked off for construction or whatever, and then try and forcibly merge into YOUR lane at the last second. Because they're just too fucking important to merge earlier when it won't fuck up the flow. Never realizing them doing that is the main fucking reason the lane isn't moving! Because we keep having to stop to let their fucking asses into the flow!
I've just realized that this sort of pun goes back much farther than I really assumed. I'm reading Oliver Twist (1838) and there is a young disreputable character named Charlie Bates, and Dickens almost exclusively refers to him as 'Master Bates'. Which isn't the kind of thing I expected from a renowned Victorian Era author.Do you think hard core fishermen, who pride themselves on how well they can bait a line....call themselves Master Baiters?
That’s because ‘Master’ was a common form of address for young men in the period. For a more contemporary example, Geoffrey refers to Will and Carlton as ‘Master William’ and ‘Master Carlton’. It’s just one of those unfortunate linguistic things that’s also funny to a modern audience.I've just realized that this sort of pun goes back much farther than I really assumed. I'm reading Oliver Twist (1838) and there is a young disreputable character named Charlie Bates, and Dickens almost exclusively refers to him as 'Master Bates'. Which isn't the kind of thing I expected from a renowned Victorian Era author.
I know that it's a common address for the time. However, he's also the only character out of many young male characters that he refers to with that address. And he nearly always calls him that. I absolutely refuse to believe it's not a pun, as there is no legitimate reason to refer to a vagrant pickpocket as 'master'.That’s because ‘Master’ was a common form of address for young men in the period. For a more contemporary example, Geoffrey refers to Will and Carlton as ‘Master William’ and ‘Master Carlton’. It’s just one of those unfortunate linguistic things that’s also funny to a modern audience.
See also the possible urban legend parody of Captain Pugwash from (I think) The Kenny Everett show that stared “Master Bates, Seaman Staines and Roger the Cabin Boy”.
Earlier era people were just as dirty and raunchy as we are, and also loved trying to be witty and sneaky with public displays of it, especially in art. So yeah, I have no problem thinking it was a bit of a joke, and some blue humor he tossed in there.I know that it's a common address for the time. However, he's also the only character out of many young male characters that he refers to with that address. And he nearly always calls him that. I absolutely refuse to believe it's not a pun, as there is no legitimate reason to refer to a vagrant pickpocket as 'master'.
I have two sisters, one (Shelly) is an animal lover married to a guy who absolutely does not like animals; the other (Nicky) absolutely doesn't like animals and is married to a guy who loves them. The first time I took my girlfriend back home (to Ohio) to meet my family, she climbed my parents' neighbors' tree to rescue a kitten that was stranded after being chased up their by the neighbors' dog. The rest of the weekend was Shelly begging Nicky to take in this cat, promising to pay for vet bills and shots, etc., but I got to name her "Luda," short for Ludacris the rapper from a line in this particular skit (below.) I don't care for him personally, but the situation was just so "ludicrous," my girlfriend climbing a tree, in a skirt, in front of my family she'd only just met, felt fitting. That was 5 years ago, and to this day, Luda is the most spoiled cat you'll ever meet. Even brought out the animal lover in Nicky; this cat wears swarovski crystals on her collar, for God's sake.I was so close to having my parents name their pet puppy, Nero. Alas, they chose something else. They did appreciate the list I gave them though. They pick up the puppy tomorrow.
It actually baffles me when companies make smaller versions of their established products, like the "new" Kit Kat Thins which are essentially half a regular Kit Kat. In what board meeting did someone say "let's sell half our shit as some new shit," and everyone was on board. I like Kit Kats; I've never been troubled that they were too big. Here's an idea for those that were, though: buy a regular Kit Kat... and eat half of it; save the rest for later when you want another half.I want a company that makes a regular sized product, and a mini-sized product of the same thing, to do a run of the regular sized product, but package it as the mini-sized product, but now Extra Large. Just to fuck with people.
"Introducing new Mini-Oreos!! Now with 100% more Oreo!! Same mini taste you love! Just more of it!!" *literally nothing but the regular Oreos with a new wrapper*