noé is like: vanitas, i don’t like you but if i don’t tell you how much i value you and want you in my life despite our differences for two minutes i will DIE
Noè is like: spend pages on saying how he feels about vanitas and how he is an incredible person and deserve to be loved and then says “well it’s not like i like you or anything” like those guys who do a lot of questionable things together and then are just “no homo” like it makes them straights
Lemony Snicket: here’s a bunch of novels about children in sad, abusive, age inappropriate and sometimes outright dangerous or violent situations. They are placed in these situations because every adult that is supposed to be taking care of them or is in a position of power is ridiculously incompetent at best and willfully ignorant at worst.
Me, aged ten: okay, me too. I am going to consume all thirteen of these novels in a month and make them a large part of my personality for the rest of my life. No we are not going to acknowledge that I relate to the main characters. That’s a problem for later me.
I would’ve laughed at this if it wasn’t a summary of my childhood,,,
The commentator narrating the pup’s moves with the ball is AMAZING and I’m crying
“(…) right, but he decides to kick the ball. He gets close, and who grabs it? The Friend(dog)! Yes! A pup got into the field. He’s tied to it. He puts it under his paws and shows what football was missing in the Gasometro (field’s name). The [team]’s men want to grab him, but they cant! The Friend has his eyes on the ball. He runs to find it again. Yes! He bites! He kneads! He wants it close! He gets lost, he’s so happy! Castro (player) wants to kick his Corner but he can’t. He tells the pup “enough, enough, go over there”… however *commentator laughs*, there’s the pup! When he puts it on the floor, [the dog] goes again for the ball. And of course, as any skilled man, wants it all for himself. A bit of an over-eater, this pup. And he clearly has shown conditions / talent. [The team] found the way to the goal thanks to the Pichicho’s (little dog) essential input…. who, of course, as any protagonist had his place at [the tv show].“
*camera switches to interview where dog barks and mounches on the reporter’s mic (who allows him do it)*
I’ve been watching Argentinean football all my life and I can confirm this is the best to ever happen on a match.
obsessed w the anachronism of severance. the new phones and the old cars. the 60s-70s aesthetic of the severed floor. the fact that lumen was founded in the 1860s and still exists under the same family line with no change in branding. the renaissance-style paintings of corporate propaganda. such a good liminal feel
