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strangenaturehuman · 1 year
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Things from my life as incorrect quotes, Percy Jackson edition. Pt.12
Nico: so turns out I’m actually allergic to dairy….
Percy: dam more allergies?
Nico: *singing to the tune of little mermaid*
🎵I’ve got trama and allergies of plenty
I’ve got mental illness to spare-
chronic pain? I’ve got 20…
But who cares,…no big deal…. There’s still mooore🎵
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haunted-headset · 3 months
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i had to give this to my choir teacher so here y'all go
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doorajar · 8 months
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Only Friends, Episode 3
Oh boy, here we go with the singing again. And what could be worse than singing
with earphones on, so you can't hear yourself !
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aliceisathome · 2 years
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Why You... Y Me? Has Mean and Plan as a ghost ship, bad singing, fujoshis* and sasangs, pink milk and a band comprising of all students from all the usual departments - engineering, comm arts, business admin etc. It's very meta and tropetastic.
*she seemed to take a lot of photographs with the lens cap still on although they all turned out fine.
NB one of the competition bands was called Black Blink which is GENIUS.
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dreamychick · 2 years
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I mean....we do talk about him. Alot. Let's face it.
We don't talk about Bruno from Encanto slaps. You can't say it doesn't. Unless it's sung by me. Then. Ya know. That's valid. Lol.
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I'm a great employee guys I promise
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ice-cap-k · 19 days
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I know it's a trope to fondly remember a mother's/wife's/sister's/(insert female of admiration here)'s sweet, beautiful singing voice,
But where are the fond, endearing memories of said character's god awful singing?
Give me someone smiling and sighing at the thought of their wife singing like a wailing banshee.
Give me someone who chuckles in nostalgia as they think of their mother singing like a drunken sailor with a voice so scratchy she might as well have smoked 3 packs a day.
Give me someone who fondly remembers all the times their sister would sing a lullaby and her voice would crack with every other line.
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Lee Greenwood is a garbage America singer based on the one album my mom loves but he is kinda cunty. The first song on this album is the pledge of allegiance. It starts with kids doing it normally. Then Lee comes in a SINGS IT. SEXILY. Like it's bad, but I'd be lying if I didn't say it slays a little bit. A smidge.
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sparklymoe · 3 months
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And what happenes when I'm left at home alone?
Karaoke night and cracking voice
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inkskinned · 10 months
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so one of the things that's so horrifying about birth control is that you have to, like, navigate this incredibly personal choice about your body and yet also face the epitome of misogyny. like, someone in the comments will say it wasn't that bad for me, and you'll be utterly silenced. like, everyone treats birth control like something that's super dirty. like, you have no fucking information or control over this thing because certain powerful people find it icky.
first it was the oral contraceptives. you went on those young, mostly for reasons unrelated to birth control - even your dermatologist suggested them to control your acne. the list of side effects was longer than your arm, and you just stared at it, horrified.
it made you so mentally ill, but you just heard that this was adulthood. that, yes, there are of course side effects, what did you expect. one day you looked up yasmin makes me depressed because surely this was far too intense, and you discovered that over 12,000 lawsuits had been successfully filed against the brand. it remains commonly prescribed on the open market. you switched brands a few times before oral contraceptives stopped being in any way effective. your doctor just, like, shrugged and said you could try a different brand again.
and the thing is that you're a feminist. you know from your own experience that birth control can be lifesaving, and that even when used for birth control - it is necessary healthcare. you have seen it save so many people from such bad situations, yourself included. it is critical that any person has access to birth control, and you would never suggest that we just get rid of all of it.
you were a little skeeved out by the implant (heard too many bad stories about it) and figured - okay, iud. it was some of the worst pain you've ever fucking experienced, and you did it with a small number of tylenol in your system (3), like you were getting your bikini line waxed instead of something practically sewn into your body.
and what's wild is that because sometimes it isn't a painful insertion process, it is vanishingly rare to find a doctor that will actually numb the area. while your doctor was talking to you about which brand to choose, you were thinking about the other ways you've been injured in your life. you thought about how you had a suspicious mole frozen off - something so small and easy - and how they'd numbed a huge area. you thought about when you broke your wrist and didn't actually notice, because you'd thought it was a sprain.
your understanding of pain is that how the human body responds to injury doesn't always relate to the actual pain tolerance of the person - it's more about how lucky that person is physically. maybe they broke it in a perfect way. maybe they happened to get hurt in a place without a lot of nerve endings. some people can handle a broken femur but crumble under a sore tooth. there's no true way to predict how "much" something actually hurts.
in no other situation would it be appropriate for doctors to ignore pain. just because someone can break their wrist and not feel it doesn't mean no one should receive pain meds for a broken wrist. it just means that particular person was lucky about it. it should not define treatment.
in the comments of videos about IUDs, literally thousands of people report agony. blinding, nauseating, soul-crushing agony. they say things like i had 2 kids and this was the worst thing i ever experienced or i literally have a tattoo on my ribs and it felt like a tickle. this thing almost killed me or would rather run into traffic than ever feel that again.
so it's either true that every single person who reports severe pain is exaggerating. or it's true that it's far more likely you will experience pain, rather than "just a pinch." and yet - there's nothing fucking been done about it. it kind of feels like a shrug is layered on top of everything - since technically it's elective, isn't it kind of your fault for agreeing to select it? stop being fearmongering. stop being defensive.
you fucking needed yours. you are almost weirdly protective of it. yours was so important for your physical and mental health. it helped you off hormonal birth control and even started helping some of your symptoms. it still fucking hurt for no fucking reason.
once while recovering from surgery, they offered you like 15 days of vicodin. you only took 2 of them. you've been offered oxy for tonsillitis. you turned down opioids while recovering from your wisdom tooth extraction. everything else has the option. you fucking drove yourself home after it, shocked and quietly weeping, feeling like something very bad had just happened. the nurse that held your hand during the experience looked down at you, tears in her eyes, and said - i know. this is cruelty in action.
and it's fucked up because the conversation is never just "hey, so the way we are doing this is fucking barbaric and doctors should be required to offer serious pain meds" - it's usually something around the lines of "well, it didn't kill you, did it?"
you just found out that removing that little bitch will hurt just as bad. a little pinch like how oral contraceptives have "some" serious symptoms. like your life and pain are expendable or not really important. like maybe we are all hysterical about it?
hysteria comes from the latin word for uterus, which is great!
you stand here at a crossroads. like - this thing is so important. did they really have to make it so fucking dangerous. and why is it that if you make a complaint, you're told - i didn't even want you to have this in the first place. we're told be careful what you wish for. we're told that it's our fault for wanting something so illict; we could simply choose not to need medication. that maybe if we don't like the scraps, we should get ready to starve.
we have been saying for so long - "i'm not asking you to remove the option, i'm asking you to reconsider the risk." this entire time we hear: well, this is what you wanted, isn't it?
#where's the word woman in this u might wonder if u suck#good news i am nonbinary and have a uterus so that is something that can happen#im also gender fluid tho which means im immune to certain psychic damage bc if u call me a woman i'll be like <3 okay <3#writeblr#the tightrope of ''ppl need access to this''#and like also#''what the fuck is going on over there'' is like. so difficult as an activist#i was <3 punctured <3 during mine#and almost bled out on the table :) they didn't have anyone standing by bc it's ''just a little insertion''#so i started crashing and i vaguely remember apologizing for the fuss as i heard my heart rate monitor start going <3 tachycardic <3#she wasn't even a bad doctor tbh#ps btw the reason i even HAD a heart monitor is that i have a genuine heart condition and they knew GOING IN that there was a chance#i'd crash on the table#like my heart just likes to do fun little tricks and <3 stop working <3 (i do not want to discuss the specifics ty i am okay im ontop of it#and they were like 'oh u will be fine' and then she did do a puncture thru my uterus . pop!#and im sitting there dizzy and feeling my heartrate start to drop bc it feels almost. beautiful. like. the whole ground just#woosh! out from under you. and shit is like grey's anatomy. i'm looking up at her grey eyes#she's old she wears this nice shawl she's like got Cool Lesbian vibes and people are sprinting into the room#from other parts of the clinic unrelated to me. while the monitor is like a little aria singing#and shes like hey youre okay stay awake stay with me something went wrong we have to keep trying#and i remember thinking - i was trying to think of nice things. i have so many beautiful places that now overlap#with this terrible memory#i became dimly aware that there was too much on her wrists and hands. like#that was too many liters#and then when they had finished all this. i packed up and drove myself home#i have had (bad thing) happen to me. and the same feeling happened after#that numb almost lamblike bleating. you cry without noise. like. ur body is so shocked and ur mind so empty#you just stare at the road and everything everything is happening behind glass and static and you are standing so far away from it#while you hold ur hands at 10 and 2. and something in ur brain is SCREAMING at you - IT WAS BAD AND IT SHOULDNT HAVE HAPPENED#and ur just watching the alarms in your body going off and youre thinking. a little pinch! ha. i think i just lost something important.
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pinkiemme · 26 days
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Bonus: with music ⬇️
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crewdlydrawn · 1 year
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Mer Crimmus.
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parodyrose · 1 year
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beginning to think that my partner loudly telling me "thank you" during my serenade means something other than 'thank you'
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100yearoldcomics · 1 year
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August 9, 1922 Bringing Up Father by George McManus
[ID: Jiggs sits on a couch at home in his stocking feet and hangs his telephone's earpiece up on its cradle. /end] Jiggs: Can you beat that? Maggie's brother calls me up and wants me to meet him at Dinty's an' lend him ten dollars. Swell chance! [INFLATION GUIDE: In 2022 dollars, Maggie's brother just asked for a loan of about $175. /end]
[ID: Jiggs answers his door for an aristocrat in top hat, tuxedo and spats, leaning back on a cane. /end] Jiggs: Who are you? Aristocrat: I live across the court from you.
[ID: The aristocrat takes off his hat and points at a growing welt on the top of his head. Jiggs squints at it. /end] Aristocrat: And while I was singing, your wife's brother threw a brick through my window and hit me there and said he'd do it again if I didn't stop it.
[ID: Jiggs returns to the phone and cheerfully calls out. /end] Jiggs: Hello, Dinty. Tell Maggie's brother I'll be right down.
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loamly · 2 years
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please watch at least the first 30 seconds of this
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jonnywaistcoat · 5 months
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I was re listening to Ulysses Dies At Dawn (as one does) and somehow just realised that you used the name Ulysses, the Roman version instead of the Greek Odysseus as the title character. Is there a reason for that, particularly since all the other characters use their Greek names (even Heracles, instead of the more well known Hercules)
Sorry if this has been answered already
Because the rhythm of 'Ulysses' is both more fun to sing and much, much easier to fit into lyrics than 'Odysseus'.
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