The Kalmyk's Tinfoil Hat Happy Hour (aka Most Useless Thread on MTBNJ)
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The Kalmyk
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Wow!
The Kalmyk
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@serviceguy here are few you probably heard...
1) what is the sound of one hand clapping?
2) Does a tree make a sound when it falls if we can’t hear it?
1) what is the sound of one hand clapping?
2) Does a tree make a sound when it falls if we can’t hear it?
serviceguy
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Yes, but I didn’t think they were specifically from one country.
serviceguy
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My favorite:
It was better when it was worse...
It works with pretty much everything but only if you're over 40...
It was better when it was worse...
It works with pretty much everything but only if you're over 40...
The Kalmyk
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Do you pronounce Data, Data or Data?
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serviceguy
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That one is a tricky one…Data?
The Kalmyk
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serviceguy
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I even tried to wear my tinfoil hat to get better reception but I’ve got nothing.
The Kalmyk
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It was engraved in me at some point to say it the Goonies way😬🤷🏼♂️
The Kalmyk
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Love Dogs
by Rumi
One night a man was crying Allah! Allah!
His lips grew sweet with praising,
until a cynic said, “So!
I’ve heard you calling out, but have you ever
gotten any response?”
The man had no answer to that.
He quit praying and fell into a confused sleep.
He dreamed he saw Khidr, the guide of souls,
in a thick, green foliage.
“Why did you stop praising?” “Because
I’ve never heard anything back.”
“This longing you express
is the return message.”
The grief you cry out from
draws you toward union.
Your pure sadness
that wants help
is the secret cup.
Listen to the moan of a dog for its master.
That whining is the connection.
There are love dogs
no one knows the names of.
Give your life
to be one of them.
by Rumi
One night a man was crying Allah! Allah!
His lips grew sweet with praising,
until a cynic said, “So!
I’ve heard you calling out, but have you ever
gotten any response?”
The man had no answer to that.
He quit praying and fell into a confused sleep.
He dreamed he saw Khidr, the guide of souls,
in a thick, green foliage.
“Why did you stop praising?” “Because
I’ve never heard anything back.”
“This longing you express
is the return message.”
The grief you cry out from
draws you toward union.
Your pure sadness
that wants help
is the secret cup.
Listen to the moan of a dog for its master.
That whining is the connection.
There are love dogs
no one knows the names of.
Give your life
to be one of them.
The Kalmyk
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ekuhn
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You going to be riding in uggs, yoga pants and a north face in October?
mwlikesbikes
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The Kalmyk
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Lol! Nah, pumpkin spice has jumped the shark
The Kalmyk
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JerseyPete
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Because we all needed a seizure.