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Originally Posted by xg4bx
My wife and I feel like absolute aliens to this culture. I follow almost literally nothing in pop culture and I feel better and more clear headed for it. We're in our early/mid 30s and have a very quiet life with our cats. We don't participate in much that would be considered normal American social culture. I don't watch tv, we don't drink or ''party'' or anything like that, there's no drama, no stress between us, and we don't fight at all. I've got my Honor Harrington, she has her urban fantasy and whatnot and we're perfectly okay being ''boring''. Personally I don't crave anything more.
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That's not good... that is even waaay more quiet than my life. You should divorce that boring lady you're with, and go do something exciting such as bungee jumping and climbing Mount Everest. Just pass me her phone number, so I'll keep the lady out of your hair. You can thank me later
(Just kidding, of course
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With regard to feeling alien sometimes... Tell me about it. An example with regard to TV...
We've got some girl over here in the Netherlands, nicknamed "Barbie", who became famous around 2010 in a show called "Oh, Oh, Cherso". If I'm correct, it's the Dutch version of Jersey Shore. She now has her own reality shows:
Barbie's Bruiloft (Wedding)
Barbie's Baby
Huisje, Boompje, Barbie (A pun on "Huisje, Boompje, Beestje", which basically means "to get settled".)
What I *did* see of her (and other people from those "Oh, Oh..." shows) seems to firmly put them in the "braindead" camp for me. Some people (even guys...) at work can talk ENDLESSY about stuff like that, and I got majorily dissed and laughed at for asking "Why should *I* care about Barbie or those others?", a while back.
To make a long story short, summarizing one of my colleagues:
"Because you're now someone who doesn't know what's going on in the world and who has nothing to talk about."
Okay. If you say so. I'll go sit right there. Call me, should you need a brain for anything.
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Originally Posted by JSWolf
That happened and we got 50 Shades of Crap, 50 Shades Crappier and 50 Shades Crappiest.
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Some people praise these books into heaven.
Some people condemn them to hell.
I've got to read them sometime to determine who is correct.
Strictly for scientific purposes only, mind you. They're supposed to be books for women, after all. I CAN'T be caught reading those now, can I? (And if, I won't care! Mwuhahaha!)