I’ll start. I watched every minute of Francis Ford Coppola’s “Megalopolis”.
Just finished… it made me think of this topic.
Porn, volunteering for modeling for drawings at universitys nude and none nude, acting on stage, playing in a Philharmonic orchestra
Was the first person in Australia to complete dual recognition (tertiary certificate through VCE )
We were the pilot. Of the small class, two dropped out, third failed. I passed with a cert iv in horticulture alongside my VCE.
Drank breast milk straight from the source as an adult. I highly recommend it if you get the opportunity though.
Injected LSD
I fell off a short bridge into a ditch, got up, started walking up out of the ditch. Realised I couldn’t breathe (winded) and then fell back into the same ditch, unconscious.
Had the most psychedelic dream I’ve ever had, and woke up to someone tending to my wounds.
When I was in my middle school I rode my bike in a circle for 7hrs. It was on a bet for a lizard. If I could do it my dad would have to buy my a bearded dragon. I got the dragon. I had that thang on me. But he passed away
Rode 190 kms on a unicycle one day.
I’ve seen all our known planets with my own eyes, including Pluto. Not many can say that.
I have also had a wild bird land on my finger while leaning against a rail one morning; groggy, motionless, and unsuspecting. I screamed when I felt the grip of strong tiny claws and hurled it back into the sky.
I believe that still technically makes me a Disney princess.
I managed to knock myself unconscious and give myself a pretty nice concussion during a particularly heated pillow fight at a summer camp. Pretty sure that’s about as unique a feat as I’ve managed thus far.
I saw the entire original broadcast run of Clerks: The Animated Series. All both episodes.
Only six episodes were produced, and they eventually aired, but I did not find this out until years later. The internet ended a longstanding era where you could be aware of and interested in something, but know fuck-all about it, and have no sensible way of learning more. So I’d heard of Kevin Smith movies - but never seen any. Watching the Clerks movie would have taken a trip to a physical video-rental store, with my parents, and then convincing them (and myself) to rent a vulgar black-and-white movie for all of us to watch together. Wasn’t happening.
I was more likely to rent and watch any of the R-rated films that somehow got cartoon adaptations - which were part of that same impotent awareness. Robocop and Ghostbusters and fuckin’ Starship Troopers were advertised anywhere and everywhere, and kids liked the shallow cool parts in the trailers, so executives said “fuck it” and licensed no-budget G-rated spinoffs to sell toys.
Anyway. The Clerks animated series exists because Disney wanted an adult-ish show to compete with The Simpsons. Everyone did. Disney knew they had a gap in their demographics for twenty-something dorks with disposable income. Aaand then they handed the finished episodes to ABC, who used a focus group of old farts and children. Of course it bombed. The premiere was the fourth episode produced, which stuck the characters in a courtroom drama, and ended with a wacky consequence-free style change wherein the outsourced animators rebelled and delivered a lolrandom dance party. The second and final episode aired was a fake clip show full of flashbacks to episodes that did not exist.
At least Clone High got an entire season.
One time I farted on an airplane and wondered if any human had ever farted at those exact global coordinate besides me, does that count?
Over water: maybe. Over land: lolno.
What about including altitude?
Airplanes fly typical routes, so it’s possible, but not guaranteed.
…i climbed onto the roof of the press box over kyle field and peed into the open air hundreds of feet below: it evaporated before hitting the ground…
What a coincidence, I was just at a Megalopolis watch party last night haha. There were like two dozen of us hatewatching it. True kino.
I used to believe there were a ton of things that the universe decided to fuck me in particular. Turns out, it was autisim.
I used to think that all the times I had to survive drowning were unique, until I met my coworker who almost drowned to death in the same wavepool as me, despite us growing up in two seperate states a few hundred miles apart.
I still hope drowning three times is fairly uncommon, but at least one of those pools is just hella dangerous I guess.
They say it’s peaceful, I can’t imagine that’s true.
Everything that happens right before is panic inducing, so the actual death part is peaceful by comparison.