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I don’t want to get all late-night-dorm-room-magic-brownies-philosophical on you, but I think that we all build these constructs for ourselves that make the world seem like a recognizable and understandable place with rules and context and causal relationships, when in reality it is the opposite. With our friendships and our social circles and our daily routines it’s easy to feel like you have a handle on things, like the universe is fundamentally ordered and rational. Of course, every once in awhile something happens that shocks you out of your complacency. It can be as simple as reading a heartbreaking news story from a far-off region of the world, but for an instant you are reminded that your tiny corner of existence is nothing compared to the infinite mass of teeming, entropic life. My point is, SHEEPLE, in reality things are not as clean and cohesive as they seem, shit is really weird, and the world is fucking insane. So while you’re busy shopping for leather iPhone warmers and watching reruns of Who’s Mom Is That?, someone, somewhere, is taping some kind of explosive device to a hammer and blowing up dirt in a field along with a bunch of other dudes with their own explosive device hammers. Huh?
To quote Afrojacks “what the hell is going on here?” This video seems to propose that it’s crazy that that guy got knocked to the ground when he hit his grenade hammer out on the playing field (the sport is called Crazyball What?) without explaining WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? Are they protesting dirt? For just lying there? Did he win all the points? Huh?
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Admittedly I had fireworks fights with my friends as a kid, but this is just beyond nuts. Every generation of teens must “out stupid” the one before them, though, so all I can say is…Bravo.
Makes our fireworks look like paintball guns to their rocket launchers.
Holy crap, that’s kind of awesome.
Sometimes I feel like I need to write some sort of witty comment, but sometimes I just have to write: Hahahahahahahaha.
That poor boy! He almost got hurt when he threw his explosives-laden hammer at the ground. I’m sure his mom will fix his boo-boos though.
like, what the fuck. how are all these guys congregating? Shouldn’t we have gotten wind of this on dateline or something? How did they all get there without anyone knowing about these big explosion parties, until there was a youtube video about it! so many questions.
You can discover spectacular and fun things when the context of your nicely organized life goes out of the window. The thing is, it was never there, the mind thought it up to stay sane. Happened to me many times (no drugs) and every time I became a little happier. One time I did not recognize a very good friend who I dated at the time because he switched tables at the restaurant and I was coming back from the bathroom and looked and TOTALLY expected him in a different place and then looked at “that other guy” and contemplated for several seconds if I should come up to him and ask if I knew him….another time somebody I was living with decided to play a horror movie on me and even though I trusted him like I would trust my own mother, that was really really weird and I only stopped being afraid after I smelled ketchup (coming out of his mouth as he was going for the light switch) – no, that one sucked, actually. But it’s true – context is very illusory, and buddhists did not come up with the concept
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no drugs? i don’t believe you.
hasta la victoria siempre, zapatistas!!!
Extreme Whack-A-Mole meets Open Space Paintball
man, sometimes the ground makes me so fucking mad that i just want to hit it with an exploding hammer.
apparently i am not alone.