Oh my god!!!!! Button Moon...this my love's was the greatest tv program ever!!! You don't know how much I love it!!
Mr Spoon Mrs Spoon
Tina Teaspoon
Egbert the ice-cream vendor
Oh there will never be a program like it!!!
Mr. Spoon, who lives with his family on Junk Planet, takes his daughter, Tina Teaspoon, to Button Moon. They find some talking umbrellas there and through a telescope see a hare and a tortoise having a race.
See that's just one episode!!! Ooof how I love it!!
The bejewelled parallel universe into which the observer is dropped upon administering a high dose of Dimethyltryptamine. Occuring a few seconds after the cosmic rubber band is stretched across the shortest route between the eardrums and twanged by the machine elves in mesemeric symphony, it is characterised by jaw-dropping awe at the brilliant visions of technicolour fractal gifts progressively mutating while Lawnmower Man vomits baked beans and M&Ms out of of the observer's own eyes. Reference to the Thames Television animated series enjoyed by millions of children in the 1980s, which, at 10 minutes per episode, lasted as long as a DMT trip does.
Q: Mrs Spoon, could you take the pipe from me in a moment? I'm off to Button Moon and I don't want it to drop it when the machine elves spew baked beans into my brain.
A: Of course I can, Mr Spoon.
This is a theoretical sex position in which one person is clenching the handle end of a wooden spoon inside their butt and lowers the bowl end of the spoon towards another persons butt (the moon) until it lands on the butt. The bowl end of the spoon is then inserted into the butthole until both of the butts touch.
This is a reference to the 1980's British Children's TV Series "Button Moon".
"Did you hear that Sapphora did Butt on Moon with Hup and the spoon broke in half?"
"I don't believe it, Butt on Moon is strictly theoretical"
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”