The Morning Someshare Challenge: Start playing an episode for a friend/family member while saying, "just wait - it gets really good," and see how long it takes for them to abandon the interaction.
And I want a liter of Robitussin, three pounds of unsalted mixed nuts, and a rusted out barrel to light a nice fire inside. Life isn't always but a dream. Have a little humanity, would you? That's practically an elderly man you're talking to. You know, if you want Gus so badly, why don't you go and get him yourself? -- Just kidding, I don't actually care at all. I'm just bored and evidently argumentative today. Want to fight about something? Your profile is empty and boring. Get a public playlist or something, freak. The internet is a series of tubes and the one I fell down is vertical, I literally cannot escape! Anyways, doesn't Gus fly like, planes or helicopters or something? Here's your plan: You could order yourself one of those fancy high-powered laser pointers on the internet, head down, or over to Texas, and just sort of go wild for a while. I'm pretty sure "the high ones" are legally required to land directly at the point of origin of the laser, should anyone happen to shine one powerful enough up and into their cockpit windows and manage to score a direct hit. Something about how pilots are so hyper-focused on what's in-front of them that they can't seem to help themselves but to divert and land immediately when and where they see a pretty laser beam shooting up at them. Sort of like a cat, you know? Maybe you just have to catch their attention though, no blinding required. I dunno, never tried it myself. Maybe they see it as a sort of challenge? Hmm, anyhow. Food for thought. Let me know how it goes. -- It couldn't possibly be that difficult a task to track him down if you stay committed. Just keep popping aircraft one by one, staking out their pilots when they do land at whichever airport or airstrip they might find it ideal to make a landing at if you do make contact. So long as you have a car, or an abnormally high running speed, and you can make it there in time for you to see them to leave and start heading to the last known location of the beam they saw harassing them. Like I said, hit me up; Let me know how it pans out for you. I have faith in at least the concept of my -- I mean your plan. But uh, alright this is probably a decent place to wrap this up. Good luck! Rooting for you! :)
Father RUclips thought my initial comment was socially unacceptable and eradicated it on sight but, essentially, I want you to know that I'm rooting for you and your grand plan to get Gus on this podcast to talk about... raccoons and airplanes? Or whatever it is you're hoping comes from your comment. You want Gus? Like, just "Gus?" You know how many hours that guy has spent lamenting into a microphone, and you still want more? When will enough be enough for you? When there is nothing left but a sack of bones and fluids sat slouched in a chair, leaking audibly behind a pop filter? My two cents? Try searching "Gus Sorola" in the squircle at the top of the screen, press play on the first video and let it auto-play for a while. It's the one that says "Search." Can't miss it. There's also ANMA which I enjoyed on nature walks, personally; If I could be legitimately helpful. Anyways, that's really all you could stand to gain from the last comment before it got memory-holed into oblivion or whatever LLM-training factory farm it was droned off to before being promptly incinerated and used as fertilizer for golden carrots to feed the gods. -- The gist of it, anyhow. Good luck, lowercase. Hope you get your Gus.
The Morning Someshare Challenge: Start playing an episode for a friend/family member while saying, "just wait - it gets really good," and see how long it takes for them to abandon the interaction.
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we want gus
And I want a liter of Robitussin, three pounds of unsalted mixed nuts, and a rusted out barrel to light a nice fire inside. Life isn't always but a dream. Have a little humanity, would you? That's practically an elderly man you're talking to. You know, if you want Gus so badly, why don't you go and get him yourself? -- Just kidding, I don't actually care at all. I'm just bored and evidently argumentative today. Want to fight about something? Your profile is empty and boring. Get a public playlist or something, freak. The internet is a series of tubes and the one I fell down is vertical, I literally cannot escape!
Anyways, doesn't Gus fly like, planes or helicopters or something? Here's your plan: You could order yourself one of those fancy high-powered laser pointers on the internet, head down, or over to Texas, and just sort of go wild for a while. I'm pretty sure "the high ones" are legally required to land directly at the point of origin of the laser, should anyone happen to shine one powerful enough up and into their cockpit windows and manage to score a direct hit. Something about how pilots are so hyper-focused on what's in-front of them that they can't seem to help themselves but to divert and land immediately when and where they see a pretty laser beam shooting up at them. Sort of like a cat, you know? Maybe you just have to catch their attention though, no blinding required. I dunno, never tried it myself. Maybe they see it as a sort of challenge? Hmm, anyhow. Food for thought. Let me know how it goes. -- It couldn't possibly be that difficult a task to track him down if you stay committed. Just keep popping aircraft one by one, staking out their pilots when they do land at whichever airport or airstrip they might find it ideal to make a landing at if you do make contact. So long as you have a car, or an abnormally high running speed, and you can make it there in time for you to see them to leave and start heading to the last known location of the beam they saw harassing them. Like I said, hit me up; Let me know how it pans out for you. I have faith in at least the concept of my -- I mean your plan. But uh, alright this is probably a decent place to wrap this up. Good luck! Rooting for you! :)
Father RUclips thought my initial comment was socially unacceptable and eradicated it on sight but, essentially, I want you to know that I'm rooting for you and your grand plan to get Gus on this podcast to talk about... raccoons and airplanes? Or whatever it is you're hoping comes from your comment. You want Gus? Like, just "Gus?" You know how many hours that guy has spent lamenting into a microphone, and you still want more? When will enough be enough for you? When there is nothing left but a sack of bones and fluids sat slouched in a chair, leaking audibly behind a pop filter? My two cents? Try searching "Gus Sorola" in the squircle at the top of the screen, press play on the first video and let it auto-play for a while. It's the one that says "Search." Can't miss it. There's also ANMA which I enjoyed on nature walks, personally; If I could be legitimately helpful. Anyways, that's really all you could stand to gain from the last comment before it got memory-holed into oblivion or whatever LLM-training factory farm it was droned off to before being promptly incinerated and used as fertilizer for golden carrots to feed the gods. -- The gist of it, anyhow. Good luck, lowercase. Hope you get your Gus.
@@ihazcheese take your meds lol