They walked in silence for a moment.

‘Ah,’ said Susan dully, ‘Trickery with words. I would have thought you’d have been more literal-minded than that.’

I AM NOTHING IF NOT LITERAL-MINDED. TRICKERY WITH WORDS IS WHERE HUMANS LIVE.

‘All right,’ said Susan. ‘I’m not stupid. You’re saying humans need … fantasies to make life bearable.’

REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.

‘Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little —’

YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES.

‘So we can believe the big ones?’

YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.

‘They’re not the same at all!’

YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET — Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD. AS IF THERE IS SOME… SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED.

‘Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what’s the point…’

MY POINT EXACTLY.

— Terry Pratchett, Hogfather, 270. (via thirstygargoyle)

eventuallyhavetoexplode:

REM’s Losing My Religion, shifted into a major scale. It’s a totally different song, but I might like it better.

(via yousuckflounderlemming)

This is not what you think it is. You owe it to yourself to watch this. Especially if you’re a proud nerd. Do it.

Do it.

Also, am I the first to notice that “Honky Tonk Badonkadonk” by Trace Adkins is the exact same tune as “Feed My Frankenstein” by Alice Cooper? Seriously, it’s eerie as hell. Completely ripped off, just new lyrics and different instruments. 

izzy3991:

by Sakupen 

aaahh good old Newgrounds.com