What if it bites me and it dies?
that means you’re poisonous. jesus christ, nate, learn to read.
What if it bites itself and I die?
What if it bites me and someone else dies?
That’s correlation, not causation.
what if we bite each other and neither of us die
oh my god
this is still my favorite text post collaboration ever
Watching this (and fearing broken ankles with each loop) I can’t helping thinking about that old quote Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, except backwards and in high heels.
But no, if you watch closely you’ll see she doesn’t even step on the last chair. That means she had to trust that fucker to lift her gently to the ground while he was spinning down onto that chair. That takes major guts. I’d be pissing myself and fearing a broken neck if I were in her place. Kudos to her.
I can’t stop watching this.
Oh man, these two… My first ever OTP.
If I recall correctly, this is from The Gay Divorcée, which I absolutely adored as a child. I had this one and Follow the Fleet on VHS. I watched them both until they wore out.
Fred danced with a number of very talented women in his career, but he and Ginger had an amazing chemistry, and were both pretty damn insane about how hard they worked at dancing.
There are stories of how they would keep doing takes over and over and over, and Ginger would take a break to pour blood out of her shoes, then go right back to it. So yeah, she trusts his guy to not drop her because they’d done this move so many times, her grandchildren probably were born with the muscle memory for it.
If you want some old movies to cheer you up on a rainy day, or to amaze you with the designs and dancing, or to give you lots of brainwormy tunes to find yourself humming in the grocery store, snag as many Fred & Ginger movies as you can. I recommend:
- Follow the Fleet
- The Gay Divorcée
- Shall We Dance
- Swing Time