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The act of fucking a charred orange covered in salt until it completely disintegrates. The orange has to be charred in order for it to be an Egyptian Tragedy, aswell as the orange, which has to be from a farmer in China named "Louis", it can be any Louis, as long as they farm oranges. You have to be in a state of melancholy in the act. The salt has to be from the Salzbergwerk in Berchtesgaden.
This criteria is mandatory
The orange has to be powdered and from China
And HAVE to be from someone named Louis
If the farmer isnt named Louis, this is not an Egyptian Tragedy
jimfarticle: Yo, i tried the Egyptian Tragedy challenge, and it was eye opening. It was unlike anything ive ever had before
marcos: what the fuck is that
The person who joined Myth gaming at 14 years old and now is married to Hype Colby the kid from Alabama who failed joining Red Reserves
Dude that guy just pulled a Hype Tragedy!
A phrase used to describe either someone's birthday, someone's conception or the September 11th Attacks
" Wow, Dave, I can't believe you were born on the day of the Great Tragedy."
"You know I wasn't born on 9/11 right?"
"No, I'm talking about the day your mother was born"
"Shit"
News stories that get more and more desperate until people submit into doing anything the media/government/healthcare industry/scientists want them to do.
Last week's grief/tragedy/sympathy guilt trip was a recycled story from the Trump era about a young guy that still thought the coronavirus was a hoax until he ended up in ICU. When that didn't increase vaccination rates, the grief/tragedy/sympathy industry got more desperate and had a guy talking emotionally about how you can save his one year old in Arkansas even if you live halfway across the country by getting in line for a vaccine. Just do what these people say and everyone will be okay, just meet their demands is what the grief/tragedy/sympathy industry is trying to prime people's subconcious with.
An internet equation. It expresses how tragedy will always be funny after time passes.
Dude! 9/11 is fucking hilarious!
Hey, 3,000 people died that day.
Well you know, Tragedy + Time = Comedy.
An industry that loves to tell people who their heroes are/should be.
Thanks to the grief tragedy sympathy hope industry, the aviation museum that always had a name good enough for the residents of the city that went there had to change it's name to honor a guy they were told was their hero, rather than anybody asking them who their personal heroes were. Perhaps their personal heroes were a family member or someone from closer to home than Texas, but since nobody asked them, they were forced to adopt a guy they were told was their hero as their personal hero, without any room for anyone else (since many of them thought the name of the museum was good enough as it was, without being forced to change, and it was going to get changed to a preselected name chosen by the "new guard" instead of by the residents).