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The Circassian text goes like this:

Batsä ts1yk1w zish1wrä, shabäts1yk1w qofä
Batsä ts1yk1w zish1wrä, zighäsh1aghw qofä
Batsä ts1yk1w zish1wrä, daxäts1yk1w qofä
Batsä ts1yk1wr, qofär wey

In the original Cyrillic:

Бацэ цIыкIу зищIурэ, щабэцIыкIу къофэ
Бацэ цIыкIу зищIурэ, зигъэщIагъу къофэ
Бацэ цIыкIу зищIурэ, дахэцIыкIу къофэ
Бацэ цIыкIур, къофэр уей!

God knows what it actually means, though. The "oi-da-ri-da-rai-da" type stuff is just vocables.

The original Circassian song is this, by the way:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m2y08gVeJHs

^アモガス^

The alternate YT frontends on my PC stopped working for a while and I couldn't get my adblocker to work on YT so I just endured the ads for a while, and while really all the ads are profoundly annoying, this one annoyed me especially.

The fucking audacity of making an ad where you just straight-up say your business savagely murders millions of baby animals a year and is still murdering baby animals at an industrial scale literally at the present moment, only to then act like this is the brand you should choose if you care about animal welfare — because "hey, at least they're gonna stop savagely murdering millions of baby animals In A Few Months."

Sexing unhatched eggs improves their profit margins. This brand was perfectly fine with mass murder for years, there's absolutely nothing to indicate that anything has fundamentally changed about them. There is no good egg brand to choose if you care about animal welfare because the industry is fundamentally exploitative of animals. Why the fuck would an egg brand even attempt to pull an animal welfare angle in its advertising‽ Why the fuck would the actress and the narrator and the scriptwriter and the cinematographer and the sound designer and the 3D animator and the VFX guy and the director and whoever else, think that this ad would do anything other than make people question whether they should eat eggs at all‽

Holy Hell I need to become a vegan like yesterday, this shit is fuuuucked.

The picture shows Pinkie Pie who is the main character from Bocchi the Rock, for those not in the know

It was apparently called Powerpuff Girls D: Battle in Megaville, and as I remembered it, it also featured Dexter from Dexter's Lab, and whenever you beat your opponent, they'd make this sort of echoey cry/scream. I remember finding the game both very fun and cool — despite not having much of a connection to either cartoon — yet also a bit "disturbing" because these characters are supposed to be each other's siblings, and yet here they are just beating the crap out of each other. I didn't quite understand what the deal with the art style was, but I still understood that it, coupled with the violence, made the game feel more teenage and edgy than the cartoon — and being a preteen at the time, that of course appealed to me. Yet I'm pretty sure I only played the game once and then immediately forgot what it was called, and so I would sometimes think to myself for years later "What was that game?" but simply never bother to look into it until today.

Apparently the D in Powerpuff Girls D stands for "Doujinshi", and the game was based on a Powerpuff Girls doujinshi called Powerpuff Girls Doujinshi written by someone called Bleedman. The game itself upon revisiting it was not nearly as good as I remembered, it was decently fun but the controls were still a bit clunky, and the art and music and sound design were not nearly as "uniform" as I remembered, either (add to this the visual bugs as a result of using Flashpoint). The things about Battle in Megaville that made the game stand out so much as a preteen are obviously just a whole lot of nothing now as a young adult.

It does make me curious about that doujinshi, though, because it looks like it has (or at least had) a pretty sizeable fanbase.

I remember stowaway/stolway was another one of those words that I said and heard wrong for a very long time. If I'm being honest, really, if it weren't for the squiggly red line as I'm writing this, "stolway" would still today feel vaguely more correct than "stowaway", like I would just gloss over it if I saw it in a text.

So my child logic was, by my memory, that I related this imagined word "stolway" to something like a reduced form of "stole a way". Which is to say, one could "steal" a way — as in the means to enter or leave somewhere — in the same way as one could "steal" a movie according to that omnipresent anti-piracy PSA, where the "stealing" was not necessarily literal and physical theft of an object, but rather implied doing something one was legally supposed to pay for the privilege of.

The peculiar thing is that my dialect does not have L-vocalization, and I don't think I would've commonly heard "stowaway" in a dialect with that feature. What I am pretty certain of is that any time I heard "stowaway", the schwa in the middle was so reduced that it was either completely deleted or made its presence only felt as an elongation of the preceding /w/. I also very clearly pronounced the "stol" in "stolway" with a shorter vowel than in "stole".

So, I guess "stolway" could've just been an eggcorn with nothing else to it, but I also have to wonder if maybe I had a bias against the /w(ː).w/ sequence I heard, and given a little background noise figured I'd probably just misheard a much less problematically unusual sequence of /ɫ.w/ — and then I just didn't notice upon subsequent hearings that nobody else pronounced "stowaway" with an L. And since nobody corrected me whenever I pronounced "stolway" with an L, that form persisted for years until I finally saw the word "stowaway" written down.

Keywords: satania,gabriel,dropout,reindeer,christmas

And probably more. The picture can be cropped better, you can probably edit in the rightmost part pretty easily so the ear and hair isn't awkwardly cut off like that.

Last night I dreamed that I got banned from Hexbear for 24 hours and told to self-crit. Despite understanding pretty much immediately after the ban went into effect, what I had done wrong, and apologizing to the mod team for the inconvenience, I elected to refrain from all social media for those 24 hours in order to self-crit, which I did by literally time traveling.

The odd thing is that in all the other dreams I've had wherein I acted like an uncharacteristically horrible person, I was consistently horrible and completely powerless to stop my own bad behavior despite recognizing it; but this time I was literally given the superhuman ability of time travel in order to go the extra mile to make up for what was ultimately just one bad comment.

A gal-o'-debt