Welcome to ROAST YOUR BOSS BATTLE part 1

I will go first.

"Your personality is a complete horror movie with a Snapchat filter in disguise."

"If you working for heaven God will personally hire you just re-fire you for eternity."

"You are wasting resources, there are approximately 5 trees that provide you oxygen, go find them and apologies."

"Your mother should swallow you instead of giving birth to you, and this world will be less of one idiot."

5 minutes before the meeting, I get refreshed and start setting everything up. All in a sonic speed rush. Always feels like a movie! :D

"I'm gonna pull the whole thing down. I'm gonna bring the whole fuckin' diseased, corrupt temple down on your head. It's gonna be biblical."

I like this line. Resonates with me. Probably should watch the movie some time.

I want a horror movie with some undergraduate IT student watching coding tutorials, ending up really liking videos of a specific youtube channel.

Then, the student send a message to that creator, and they start knowing each other. After a year, the channel author invites the student to come over.

That youtube channel is called Carl H.

Why couldn't the kid see the pirate movie? Because it was rated arrr!

“Lazy mom lazy wow” presented by Gail Swanlund was probably the most impactful piece of art to me.

Through simplistic form, this art piece presents the idea of caring about oneself and quit the eternal rat race for money. But somehow for its metaphor, Lazy mom lazy wow chooses the notion and aesthetics of death and decay. The closest analogy I can think of is the music of American Football. Some kind of liminal, eerie aesthetics. Also, the movie Gummo and the game Life is Strange, part one.

The piece deliberately avoids being aggressive and celebrating its notion. It’s not “quit the rat race and celebrate because life is so good”, it’s “quit the rat race by putting yourself into coma so nothing matters anymore”. The descent into eternal comfort of realization that you don’t have to do anything anymore, but also sorrow of losing meaning.

It feels like launching Counter-Strike Source in the year 2051, only to walk around cs_office and realize there are no players anymore, and they will not return ever again. The sense of watching an old VHS tape of you having a conversation with your mom in the hospital as she’s counting her last days because of cancer. The sense of comfort of coming back to your hometown. You remember your childhood and your high school crush, only to realize that those moments won’t happen ever again.

I think this is not Spiderman movie 🤣🤣🤣

Scariest movie to watch on Netflix right now? I'm out of shit to watch.