MrBeast has rented out all three Egyptian pyramids for 100 hours for an upcoming video

Update: Mr. Beast torn apart by ancient cursed mummies– (@billcorbett.bsky.social) December 18, 2024

“Apricots in a sherry-centered white sauce” on a medium rare steak sounds terrible.

– (@scottobear.bsky.social) December 18, 2024

To whom it may concern, please use alt-text in your images.

– (@scottobear.bsky.social) December 16, 2024

There! Evil PURE AND SIMPLE by way of the Eighth Dimension!

– (@scottobear.bsky.social) December 16, 2024

[Verse 1]
Tiny windows
Stacked to the sky
Click a date stamp
Lose track of time
Housecat
Highway
Dreams of the sea
Late night laundry
Talking to me

[Pre-Chorus]
Every entry
Pins me down
Every sentence
Spins around

[Chorus]
Infinite scroll of strange days
Little bright boxes in a long gray maze
I keep falling through your side notes
Trip on the tags
Tangled in quotes
Infinite scroll of strange days
Breakfast confessions and backyard phase
I don’t know you
But I know your tone
All of these pages
Make my head your home

[Verse 2]
Weather forecast
On a paper heart
Pixel postcards
Tear me apart
Odd obsessions
Stacked in a pile
Tiny monsters
Learning to smile

[Pre-Chorus]
Lost in headlines
From your mind
I skip years
One at a time

[Chorus]
Infinite scroll of strange days
Little bright boxes in a long gray maze
I keep falling through your side notes
Trip on the tags
Tangled in quotes
Infinite scroll of strange days
Breakfast confessions and backyard phase
I don’t know you
But I know your tone
All of these pages
Make my head your home

[Bridge]
You say
“Today I feel like…”
Then drift into a dream
I read the crumbs
Connect the dots
Turn a diary to a screen
How many lives in one life
How many thoughts in one line
I chase your shadow down the archive
’till your yesterday’s mine (hey!)

[Chorus]
Infinite scroll of strange days
Little bright boxes in a long gray maze
I keep falling through your side notes
Trip on the tags
Tangled in quotes
Infinite scroll of strange days
Breakfast confessions and backyard phase
I don’t know you
But I know your tone
All of these pages
Make my head your home

[Verse 1]
Cracked path
Fresh cut grass
Joggers pass in neon tracks
Geese parade like traffic cones
Kids trade cards and dial tones

[Chorus]
Wandering the greenway
Counting cracks
Heartbeats racing handlebars and railroad tracks
Wandering the greenway
Wired and awake
Sidewalk serpent doing figure eights

[Verse 2]
Dad hats
Camera straps
Sprinklers hiss like secret taps
Old stone bridge with spray-paint names
Vending can stuck
I kick the frame (hey!)

[Chorus]
Wandering the greenway
Counting cracks
Heartbeats racing handlebars and railroad tracks
Wandering the greenway
Wired and awake
Sidewalk serpent doing figure eights

[Bridge]
Is this a highway for walking?
Is this a park in a line?
Is this a thought I can follow
Or a route I ride in my mind? (my mind)

[Chorus]
Wandering the greenway
Counting cracks
Heartbeats racing handlebars and railroad tracks
Wandering the greenway
Wired and awake
Sidewalk serpent doing figure eights