Do you believe you're fighting for something, for more than your survival? Could you tell me what it is, do you even know? Is it freedom or truth? Perhaps peace. Could it be for love?
Illusions Mr. Anderson, vagueries of perception. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose.
And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love...
You must be able to see it Mr. Anderson, you must know it by now. You can't win, it's pointless to keep fighting!
My wife gets an honorable mention for being able to recite the "what did you say to me you little bitch" copypasta in its entirety on a dime and as fast as she can say it
I had a lab TA in college who made it a point to teach everyone how to pronounce his name. But that's about it. He wouldn't help you unless you an attractive blonde woman.
Where every single key item is located in the original Resident Evil 3 as well as how to solve all puzzles in the fastest way possible. Even tho I didn’t play it in 20 years.
The phone number in the house I grew up in. Seems to be a trend with the users here.
That Viggo Mortensen broke his toe in that one scene in The Two Towers where he kicks the helmet.
I bomb atomically
Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses
Can't define how I be dropping these mockeries
Lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred Shogun, explosion when my pen hits
Tremendous, ultraviolet shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see millennium
Killer Bees sold fifty gold, sixty platinum
Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets Queen B's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, die hard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow, swinging swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performing live on your hottest block
macbeth soliloquy and a poem I was required to memorize in high school which I managed to do even though it took extreme effort because of the way my memory works. similarly because of the strange way my memory works I basically know them 30 or 40 years later now but it can take a little time for me to get them going. I actually have pulled out the soliloquy a few times in internet comments so not totally useless.
It was not even useful in 2000 to 2005 when people needed to calculate the conversion, because I was just a kid, but my mom made me remember this for some reason
After learning the phonetic alphabet I thought it would help when I'm spelling out my last name to people to say 'let me spell it out phonetically'. Most of the time I get a blank stare and then they have me repeat each letter, many of which sound similar.
In 6th grade we could get some bonus point on our final exam for knowing how to spell pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis (which isn't actually that hard to spell, just long) and I've never forgotten how.
One dull day, in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
drew their swords and shot each other.
A deaf policeman heard the noise
and went and shot those two dead boys.
If you don't believe my lie is true,
ask the blind man, he saw it too.
And they ask you how are you, and you just have to say that you’re fine when you’re not really fine, but you just can’t get into it because they would never understand.
I’m still waiting for an appropriate moment to say it aloud.
As with others, a couple of childhood telephone numbers, and 6 times 8, 48; 8 times, 8 Chevalier, helped me with multiplication tables. For some reason 🙃
It's the initials of some words from a class about home economics at school. I thought it would help me memorize them, but almost immediatly decided not to memorize them that way, because I feared that if I kept doing it for such unimportant things I'd soon fill up the space on my brain or at least it would become less effective of a memorizing mechanism over time.
Well, thought a bit too hard about not doing so I ended up remembering the initials. Until some time ago I think I event remembered the whole words.
A song from grade school: "Oh it's forty below in the winter, and it's twenty below in the fall, and it rises to zero in springtime, and we don't have no summer at all".
The words to "The going to bed book" by Sandra Boynton. I've read it to my son at night since the day he was born. It didn't take long until my wife and I no longer needed the book.
Also, all of the U.S. states in alphabetical order set to a tune. That came from some cassette tape that my mother used to play to us (she was a school teacher.)