It’s a Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy reference. I have only seen the movie (I think the flower makes an appearance) but I have no idea what it’s about.
It’s a reference to the Hitchiker’s Guide to the Galaxy series by Douglas Adams. It’s a wonderful series of classic british humor against a sci-fi backdrop. I’m most familiar with its incarnation as novels but there is also at least one radio drama, a tezt based adventure game, a tv show, and a movie adaptation of the first book.
In the first book, due to shenanigans with a ship’s “infinite improbability drive”, the main cast attempt to hyperspace jump away from two nukes, and instead manage to spotaneously transform them into a sperm whale and a bowl of petunias. I won’t do the scene justice, so here’s the excerpt:
Another thing that got forgotten was the fact that against all probability a sperm whale had suddenly been called into existence several miles above the surface of an alien planet.
And since this is not a naturally tenable position for a whale, this poor innocent creature had very little time to come to terms with its identity as a whale before it then had to come to terms with not being a whale any more.
This is a complete record of its thoughts from the moment it began its life till the moment it ended it.
Ah … ! What’s happening? it thought.
Er, excuse me, who am I?
Hello?
Why am I here? What’s my purpose in life?
What do I mean by who am I?
Calm down, get a grip now … oh! this is an interesting sensation, what is it? It’s a sort of … yawning, tingling sensation in my … my … well I suppose I’d better start finding names for things if I want to make any headway in what for the sake of what I shall call an argument I shall call the world, so let’s call it my stomach.
Good. Ooooh, it’s getting quite strong. And hey, what’s about this whistling roaring sound going past what I’m suddenly going to call my head? Perhaps I can call that … wind! Is that a good name? It’ll do … perhaps I can find a better name for it later when I’ve found out what it’s for. It must be something very important because there certainly seems to be a hell of a lot of it. Hey! What’s this thing? This … let’s call it a tail – yeah, tail. Hey! I can can really thrash it about pretty good can’t I? Wow! Wow! That feels great! Doesn’t seem to achieve very much but I’ll probably find out what it’s for later on. Now – have I built up any coherent picture of things yet?
No.
Never mind, hey, this is really exciting, so much to find out about, so much to look forward to, I’m quite dizzy with anticipation …
Or is it the wind?
There really is a lot of that now isn’t it?
And wow! Hey! What’s this thing suddenly coming towards me very fast? Very very fast. So big and flat and round, it needs a big wide sounding name like … ow … ound … round … ground! That’s it! That’s a good name – ground!
I wonder if it will be friends with me?
And the rest, after a sudden wet thud, was silence.
Curiously enough, the only thing that went through the mind of the bowl of petunias as it fell was Oh no, not again. Many people have speculated that if we knew exactly why the bowl of petunias had thought that we would know a lot more about the nature of the universe than we do now.
He is accompanied by a well-read, misanthropic, telepathic dog named Blood, who helps him find women to rape, in exchange for which Vic finds food for the dog.
You seem to think the movie is about moral characters. It’s about people scraping by after World War IV. Yes, IV. Vic and Blood have a mutual survival pact.
Not really great content though. It’s just a bunch of mid jokes on the same damn template every time. Might as well be a meme assembly line at this point.
It’s shitposting even compared to shitposts.
In any case, I wasn’t even bitching about it. I was expressing a mild annoyance.
It was the Edinburgh Fringe Festival recently, which is a huge comedy and arts festival that occurs yearly. If you’re a stand-up fan it’s basically your main event on your calendar. Dave is a TV channel here in the UK that plays a lot of comedy.
One of the coveted awards is Joke of the Fringe, where comedians are judged on their best one-liner. As you can imagine, while it predates social media by many years it’s basically a content gold mine - either from the top list or from those that heard hundreds of new, solid jokes.
Pete adopted the stage name “Megan Thee Stallion” after she was called a “stallion” during her adolescence due to her height (5 ft 10 in (178 cm))[7] and “thicc” body frame;[10] voluptuous, statuesque women in the southern United States are sometimes colloquially called “stallions”.[1]
Can’t find any height comparison photos but her proportions in the photos I do see scaled up to this stated height are positively Amazonian. She looks like she could crush my head with her thighs.
That’s actually shorter than I expected, IDK why I always expect celebs to be taller than they are in person.
Also the version I saw her give was that she decided on it after some grampa on a stoop type guy started jokingly cat calling her and saying she was “hot” like a stallion, I think it was meant more to be a joke about her being a big personality.
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