What’s the best analogy you’ve heard to explain something complicated?

  1. One day I told my boss I thought automating a tax calculation in Excel wasn’t a good idea because people would eventually forget how to calculate it manually. Without missing a beat he replied “Well, I don’t know how to crank-start my car either. Sometimes it’s just time to simplify a process.”

    Edit: Just a bit of clarification. This was a formula to automatically calculate gross rental tax on certain leases in FL and CA.

  2. In a situation where whatever you do it is going to hurt you we say “it is like you have a saw stuck in your ass”. It is true that if you push or pull it is going to hurt you, but there is no point in pushing, so you have to do the right thing and pull (it is something we say in Persian).

  3. Open Source development is like building lego castles with a small child:

    We like building castles together. I’m experienced at wall building, so I go fast, and the child works on small pieces, and puts them on my larger wall at intervals. I tweak his contribution slightly to maintain structural integrity, and we continue. His lack of experience and ability isn’t a barrier to his participation.

  4. Your hard drive is your filing cabinet of storage. Paper goes in vertical so it can fit a lot.

    Your ram is like your office desk, where you take paper out of the hard drive and lay it flat on your desk. The bigger the ram, the more papers you can take out and lay across your desk and work on at one time.

    I might be completely off, but it was explained to me this way one time and I never questioned it.

  5. On why restarting a computer generally fixes software issues:

    Imagine a computer is like a game of chess. Every piece and the moves they make are like processes (programs) in a computer, and the calculations they do.

    Now imagine you’ve been playing a very long game of chess, and you’re coming up on the end. Suddenly, you realize that both of your bishops are on white. You don’t know how or when it happened, but you know that it’s wrong. You know they were in the right places when you started the game, but somewhere along the way a mistake was made and suddenly the game is wrong. At this point, you can try to continue the game, but the game won’t play out properly anymore. You could try to go back through the moves, but you don’t know when it happened or what mistake was made, so you have no guarantee you’ll be able to fix it even if you retraced the moves.

    At this point, the only option to fix the game is to start over. Restart the system and begin from a correct setup, and hope you don’t make the same mistake again this time.

    And that is why restarting your computer will fix most issues.

  6. I always liked this one about religions being a movie series:

    The Torah(or Old Testament) is like the first movie, the New Testament is the second movie, and the Qu’ran is the third. The Qu’ran basically retcons the second movie like it never happened – Jesus exists, but he’s not the main character anymore, and the messiah hasn’t shown up yet.

    Jews only watched the first movie, but ignored all of the sequels. Christians watched the first two movies, but think that the third movie should be ignored. Muslims think the third movie was the best. Mormons liked the second movie so much that they started writing fanfiction that doesn’t fit with ANY of the series canon.

  7. A friend of mine has OCD pretty bad. Well, one day I asked him
    >Why don’t you just not go through with your ticks? You know nothing bad will happen.

    So he says
    >I see where you’re coming from, but let me show you something.

    So he grabs a sheet of paper, and tells me to write the name of my parents and any siblings I may have. I write down the name of my mom, my dad, and my little brother. Then, he tells me to flip the paper over, and write out entirely:
    >I want these people to die.

    I told him no, I didn’t want to do that. He asked me why I didn’t want to, of course nothing bad will happen.

    I immediately got the point he was trying to make. Yeah, I knew nothing bad was going to happen, but did I want to jinx it? No.

  8. Arguing with an idiot is like playing chess with a pigeon. It will shit all over the board and strut around as if it won.

  9. Oldie but a goodie:

    An essay should be like a miniskirt. Long enough to cover the important bits, but short enough to keep it interesting.

  10. An analogy is like a thought dressed up like another thought.

  11. The Laws of Thermodynamics in 10 words:

    You can’t win

    Can’t even break even

    You must play

  12. To say “we only use 10% of our brain’s capacity” would be the same as saying “we only use 33.3% of a stoplight’s capability”.

    We use 100% of our brain’s capacity, just not at once. If you used 100% at once, you would have seizure.

  13. Particle Accelerators that are trying to find more sub atomic particles.

    Imagine you want to know how a clock works, but you don’t have the required tools to open it. So as an alternative, you blow it up, and watch all the parts fly past, and then reverse engineer the clock.

  14. You are not required to light yourself on fire to keep others warm.

    Edit: Alternatively, the memes are always dankest just before the dawn.

[Serious] Bullies of reddit whose victims committed suicide, how did it affect you?

  1. ive felt pretty awful about this my entire life. When I was 15 or so, we had this one kid come and hang out at our table during lunch time quite often. The reason my friends made fun of him was for no reason other than he was just a weird kid. Now I personally didn’t join in the ragging, I actually thought he was pretty funny. But I never stopped my friends from doing it and usually laughed at their jokes, so I’m no less guilty than anyone. One guy was really bad on him, he wasn’t a good person at all. He didn’t have many interesting things to say so he used making fun of others as a way to fit in a suppose; he craved attention and us laughing at his jokes was his way to get it. He fucking constantly went after this kid, to the point where if he said anything at all the guy would say some comment to make fun of him over it.

    He stopped coming to our table after a couple of months and I would only ever see him sitting in some side hallways eating lunch alone or whatnot. Over the summer he jumped in front of a car and killed himself. No note or anything, but everyone knew why. After learning more about him, he was actually an awesome kid, played football for some clubs, really great at drawing, and all sorts of other things. Had he been given the chance to contribute to conversations, he would have been liked and adored as anyone else.

    Bullying is never ok, and being silent and letting it happen around you is just as bad. For some reason or another, some kids just unfairly become targets and that leads to all the assholes in the world taking advantage of them. It’s something I’ve always been ashamed of, and I’ve honestly tried being as nice to everyone around me as much as I can. But there was literally dozens of moments I could have told my friends to cut it out and they would have listened to me. But I didn’t, I never said anything, I just always let that shit happen around me.

    RIP Steve.

  2. There was a girl named Sandy in my elementary school who was always considered a bit off. Really quirky, and she didn’t really have a lot of friends. Granted, I wasn’t popular at that point in my life either so Sandy kind of hung out with the people that I did. I remember her being bullied, and the “leader” of my group was mean to her as well. I may have laughed at the stuff said to her, but I never said any of the mean comments. Like others in this situation, I was too much of a wimp and afraid to turn into the target to stand up for her. That being said, her and I did hang out outside of school and I did consider her a friend. Plus, at the end of 6th grade, most of us would divide up and go onto middle school so I just assumed we would all start fresh.

    The summer before middle school started, I found out that she had died. We were told that it was a freak accident, that she was wearing a scarf while jumping on the top bunk bed in her room, and her scarf got caught on her ceiling fan that was on and she hung to death. I don’t believe that story for a second. Like I said, I hung out with her and had been to her house. There wasn’t any room for her to be jumping on her top bunk. I really believe she committed suicide because of the bullying, and I still feel terrible when I think about this. I went on to be the recipient of some brutal bullying that resulted in my own suicidal thoughts and self mutilation so looking back, I wish I had been tougher because I ended up knowing her pain. It sucks. It’s one of the absolute worst feelings in the world.

    RIP, Sandy. I’m sorry. I should have been a better friend to you.

  3. When I was in high school I was kind of a hybrid weird kid/bully. There was this senior who always used to fuck w me. I think his name was Glenn. He used to punch me in the arm, back, whatever full force out of nowhere and tease me about anything and everything.

    One day I had enough and went full bully mode on him. I’m pretty physically imposing now, but I wasn’t then so my weapon of choice was wit. I proceeded to just fuckin destroy him. I tore into him for like 10 minutes. I blasted everything about him from his physical appearance, intelligence, and socio economic standing. I ended w the most fucked up thing you can say to a person. “Nobody would give a shit if you killed yourself”

    That weekend he hung himself in his closet w his karate belt.

    There was some fucked up suicide pact going on in my high school and nobody who heard me lay into him thought it was my fault. It still really fucked me up for years. I started using and the guilt just ate me up.

    I’ve since got my shit together, but I think about the last words I said to that kid almost every single day.

    Wherever you are Glenn, whatever the reason I hope you’re at peace.

  4. I was a bully from grades 2-8, reaching a peak at about grade 5 and decided consciously to stop being mean around grade 7. I was a young girl, my parents divorced the summer before grade 1, I had 3 older brothers who took it hard (so did I) and were rough with me. I learned to defend myself, became quite physically strong, and because I felt powerless in my home life I chose to find a sense of power in the schoolyard. I was physically abusive (punching, pushing, tipping people’s desks over, wrecking kid’s projects) and had a sharp tongue. I would go out of my way to sniff out insecurities and say any mean things I could to make a kid cry. It was quite mean. I was also a cyber bully. I remember telling one girl at my school over a messaging service that she was fat and ugly and no one would ever have sex with her. I’m still ashamed of that. This girl became severally anorexic and bulimic starting in grade 8 and by grade 12 was in the hospital and almost dead. I tried to reach out and apologize and be there for her (at this point I had done a 180 after heavy therapy in my earlier years), but I understood why she didn’t want to talk to me. I saw her last year on my walk to work and I smiled and said hi, she had a baby in a stroller. I was really happy for her, but I still feel guilt for being such an awful human growing up. There are still a handful of people who have a very low opinion of me although I came around and made a public apology for being a shitty person. But hurts run deep.
    Edit: Learned math.

  5. Sooo… I got bullied a lot and then turned the tables and unknowingly (and then knowingly) became the bully. He killed himself after. I got tormented by a kid one year younger than me in elementary school.. Non-stop. I was in 5th grade and already getting bullied (weird name, poor family so I had cheap and nerdy clothes, etc) by my own grade.. Then.. “He” started in on me because I was an easy target. I took it for a few months because I had no choice. Finally.. I was in a trailer bathroom (school had run out of capacity, so most of our classes were in trailers, including the bathroom) and he pushed me while I tried to frantically leave. I didn’t know what to do, but he pushed me pretty hard. Without thinking, I kid slapped him in the face. I don’t think anyone had ever responded that way, and he just started to tear up (almost cry, but not yet). I had a nervous laughter (and still do) and I jetted out of there. I then turned the tables. Next thing you know, I was calling him ‘pretty boy’, and his buddy had seen me hit him. Well.. The name stuck, and now everyone started picking on him.. A lot… Of course I baited it on.. Sooooo.. I became a bully w/o really knowing it because it was easier to pile on to someone else’s misery than face up to my own… Well.. His parents pulled him from school about a year later.. He moved districts because of me. I am so ashamed of my 5th grade self, that it is sad. I wish I could have known that he was only picking on me because he probably had a rough life that I did not know about. I just used it as an easy out… He killed himself in 8th grade. I will never really forgive myself, but I will hope to teach my children that bullies are bullies because they have larger issues that we don’t know about…. Sorry for the rant, but this hit home. I hate looking back knowing that I was once the bully.

    TLDR: I turned the table on a bully and became one.. His parents had to pull him from our school district and he killed himself 3 years later. I will always feel mostly to blame.

Happily married people of reddit, when did you realize your marriage was awesome and what makes it awesome?

  1. The moment when I realized that the more stressed out or exhausted she was by her career, the easier it was to bring her to hysterical, pants-peeing laughter.

    She’s starting a new job and trying to launch her freelance work this week. I can completely shut her down laughing by reading the grocery list in a funny voice.

  2. I realized it was awesome before I proposed…which is why I proposed.

    I couldn’t tell you why I love my wife, it isn’t some defining quality that I can identify. It’s just her, as a person. I feel like I can completely be myself around her with no pretense. I can’t think of another person I would want to spend my life with.

    I dated girls for far longer than we dated before I proposed and we are 5 years into our marriage and it’s still awesome.

  3. I realize my marriage is awesome every day, and I appreciate it’s awesomeness every single day.

    One time my husband and I were on a long-ass road trip, so I was going through a book of questions, asking him stuff while he drove. Like, “If you could have dinner with anyone from history, who would it be?”-type stuff. And one of the questions was, “If you could re-live your life over again, knowing everything you know now, what would you do differently?” His answer was, “I wouldn’t do anything differently, because I wouldn’t want to risk not ending up with you. So I would do everything exactly the same, counting down the days until I met you again.” And my answer to that question is the exact same.

    I still get butterflies when I think about my husband. I’ll be at work, and think about something he said and I’ll start giggling to myself, because he’s so handsome and funny and sexy. I’m so proud that he’s my husband and I’m his wife. It makes me happy every day.

    Okay, so, yeah, I’ll end with this. My husband and I sit on opposite sides of the couch, but facing each other with our legs tangled up together. And we like to give each other foot rubs. He has man feet. Big, hairy man feet. And I love them. He has the best feet. Always rub your partner’s feet. And when you rub your partner’s feet, think of this poem by Pablo Neruda, and remember to appreciate your partner and his or her feet:

    I love your feet
    because they have
    wandered over
    the earth and through
    the wind and water
    until they brought
    you to me.

  4. I realized my marriage was awesome with a pretty simple moment. He had done something that bothered me (I can’t even remember what, but it was trivial) and to “get back” at him, I didn’t wash some dishes he needed for the next morning when it was my turn to do them.

    As soon as I saw him a while later, I found myself confessing my stupid passive-aggressive behavior, telling him what I did and why. Instead of him being upset or PA back at me, he just laughed. Then I laughed. He still teases me about that moment and I’m happy to say it’s really the only passive-aggressive thing that has happened since we’ve been married.

    I know it’s cliche, but it really is communication that makes our marriage awesome. That and a sense of humor and lots of honesty. In previous relationships, I was definitely passive-aggressive and didn’t speak up when things bothered me. I think he was that way, too. But now I tell him as soon as anything upsets me in any way and we figure it out. He does the same.

    The honesty can be hard (especially for someone like me who doesn’t like confrontation) but it’s worth it since it makes dealing with everything so much easier without letting it fester for days or weeks.

    I could go on and on about all the things that make my marriage great. They’re pretty universal, so I’d say these are the most important things:

    • honesty
    • not being passive aggressive when something bothers you
    • letting them see you being vulnerable
    • telling them how you feel (good or bad)
    • lots and lots of physical contact (hugging, holding hands) makes your life together feel happily intimate over time
    • being your ridiculous self around them (give in to impulses to dance around, make stupid jokes, and be cheesy)
  5. We’re happily married, though I wouldn’t say “awesome” best describes what we have, I’d like to answer this question anyway because no one has an only awesome relationship. I love my wife very much and when things are good they are really good. We fight, we get mad, sometimes over stupid things but not always. We have similar passions which is really important and empathize well with each others feelings. Have there been surprises? Definitely… both good and bad, and being married has been so much different than I expected. The thing that really makes me sure that we will survive, is that I can’t picture trying to do get through this life without her, that we truly enjoy spending time with one another, even if it’s doing nothing. I know that I am a fully capable adult but with her I feel unstoppable and I actively aim to be the same inspiration for her. Are things always awesome? …no way, would I change it? …no way.

    Edit: Holy cow, Thank you, thank you, thank you! I came back to see gold and so many other incredible responses, for those of you who asked questions I will reply first thing tomorrow morning to all of you. I’m laying next to her now and she asked what I was smiling about, read her the post, just said “aww” and went back to Facebook haha, she’s great.

  6. My marriage has always been awesome, it wasn’t something that needed to be realised. We communicate, cooperate and are each others best friend. We have all the passion that we ever had, still after all these years.

  7. I like always having someone on your team, where you know that someone who loves you will always put your best interests first.

    Even if I’m in the wrong she’ll back me up publicly (although I’ll hear it from her later) and same goes other way. If I’m become bedridden tomorrow and need a diaper changer for the remainder of my life I’m fairly certain she’d be changing my diapers, and I’d do the same for her.

  8. I remember going on a Girl Scout weekend with a bunch of moms and their daughters. I was a little nervous, as most of the moms in this group had the picture perfect husbands and lives.

    We were sharing about our husbands and I made the random comment that my husband still washed my hair in the shower. “Your husband washes your hair?” said one of the moms, incredulously. That was the moment I stopped worrying about not being the richest or prettiest one there.

    My husband and I have been together 26 years (married 21). He’s pretty awesome. Little kindnesses go a long way.

  9. This thread makes me excited to be married to someone awesome one day. I have an amazing partner that fits all of these qualities, and I hope it lasts as long as all of you happily married people!

  10. 21 years this April, and I just keep finding more things to love about him. We still hold hands, and tell each other we love you more! Would I marry him again? In a heartbeat, would I change anything in my life? No, because I may never have met him. He is my best friend, and I am his. I only regret we didn’t find each other sooner in life.

  11. I married my best friend. 🙂 We met in college and were together for 5 years before getting married. I think this gave us a lot of time to get to know each other. We lived together for 4 of those years and getting married felt really natural. Got married, been married for 4 years this year. We went through a military deployment, law school, the bar exam and now have a 14 month old. The last year has been really challenging. Our daughter almost died, has a lot of long-lasting medical issues which has been incredibly stressful. It has tested our marriage for sure.

    I always knew that my marriage was awesome because we bring out the best in each other. But I didn’t realize how much we were in tune with each other until we had our daughter. I could tell when he needed to break down, and I supported him. When I needed to just break down and cry,he held me and supported me. When times get hard now we always tell ourselves “We make the best team.”

  12. Well, the first moment I had that thought after we got married was the first night on our honeymoon. We were road tripping to New York, and the first hotel we stopped at us gave us two queen-sized beds with SO MANY blankets and pillows. We were both exhausted from the long busy wedding day and had planned on just sleeping as soon as we got in, but we ended up deciding we needed to make a fort with all the bed stuff we weren’t going to use. Then we slept. Having someone to share goofy impulses with is awesome 🙂

  13. I’ve known our relationship was awesome for a very long time, and it turned into an awesome marriage (because when you’ve already been cohabitating for five years not much really changes when you get married).

    I literally just saw this thread when my husband and I were sitting on the couch, right before I got up to get a snack from the fridge. When I opened the door, the (empty, as we were between sticks) butter dish took a swan dive and crashed at my bare feet. Glass went everywhere (note to self, buy PLASTIC replacement dish, even if glass is prettier). I stood still processing what happened, and my husband shouted to stand still. He picked up the big pieces with paper towels, then grabbed the vacuum. I had him stand at the edge of the kitchen, holding the vacuum so it wouldn’t roll as I used the bendy extension thing (housewife I am not, I don’t know the name of the attachments) while I did some impressive vacuum yoga, sucking up all the little shards since I still couldn’t move. He helped direct me to pieces I couldn’t see.

    All of this happened without a single harsh word between us or raising our voices. He left the top compartment of the fridge door open, which is why the dish fell out. Instead of chastising him for this, I took into account his ADHD (diagnosed) and the fact that the reason it was open in the first place was he cooked us breakfast this morning (homemade crepes!). I have OCD (diagnosed) and my dad’s impatience and temper at times, but over the years have worked really hard to subdue those traits in favor of the bigger picture. I was especially motivated because usually the people I’m harshest with are those closest to me, and my husband is the most kind hearted, empathetic, and understanding man ever. I wanted to be better for him and for us. He also has worked really hard to find solutions for things that may crop up with his ADHD.

    So, in summary this was an example of teamwork, understanding, trust, humor (we giggled about my vacuum yoga), and the work we’ve both put in over time. If that isn’t a shining example of the things it takes to have an awesome marriage, I don’t know what is. Who knew Reddit and the desire for a cup of applesauce could make me stop and think about how awesome my marriage is?

    Edit: fixed typos

  14. we’ve been together since sophomore year of college ~20 years now. Every day is not necessarily awesome – we define/re-define boundaries, call each other out on what doesn’t work, and communicate even when it is easier to just slam the door.
    But the awesomeness is a constant, long term thing. There is no one else I’d rather share my success or failure with and no one else who can make me laugh as much or feel safe as much.
    Its awesome but it is shaped by our shared ambition for it to be awesome.

  15. Thank you for making this. The other thread was making me sad, too, since my husband and I have been working through some issues.

Reddit, what is your worst moment of “I probably shouldn’t hang out with these people”?

  1. They got excited to smoke meth out of a broken lightbulb :/

  2. They broke into my house, got incredibly drunk, trashed the place, set fire to a trash can on my fucking roof, vomited on my bed (which then cascaded onto the floor), and then left it all for me to clean up.

    When I told them to fuck off and never contact me again, they responded that I’d be missing out on good times. Riiight.

  3. When a former overseas friend visited me in the UK and promptly disappeared to screw some guy she had been talking to online – and I was then put in the position of having to field a phone call from her husband asking me whether anything was wrong, because his wife was not answering her phone.

  4. Found out they were talking about locking me out on the balcony and raping my girlfriend who is now my wife. Still makes me sick to my fucking stomach.

  5. When the syringes came out.

  6. “Dude, can you drive us to my place?”

    “You know she’s a lesbian, right? I don’t think she’s into you.”

    “Nah it’s cool, shows bag of pills, she will be.”

    Noped the fuck out of there. Told the bar staff what was going on but the creep had already found an excuse to spill the drink he drugged. He got thrown out anyway.

  7. They asked me to give one of their friends a ride to his house. I went and when we got to his place there was some commotion going on outside. He talked to some people, came back, and said, “My neighbors are trying to start problems. Let me go get my gun to calm them down.” I was horrified. Then, at the end of the night, they asked me to repay the alcohol I drank by giving them gas. Not taking them to a gas station but sucking it out of my truck with a water hose. Last I ever saw or heard from them.

  8. After one friend got a rather large tattoo of the monster symbol on his arm and another beat his mom up for cigs and drug money, I kinda stepped back from them.

  9. Being with these people was like being in an emotionally abusive relationship. They talked about me behind my back, ignored me, talked over me, and went places without bothering to ask if I wanted to go. We lived in a small town and social opportunities were limited, so I put up with it longer than I should’ve. We were all in our mid-20s and it was like being in middle school again. After awhile I started thinking the problem was me, and that I was just a socially awkward freak. When I realized how terrible I felt about myself, I knew it was time to cut them out of my life and I have never really looked back. Life is much better without them in it.

  10. I was leaving a store with three of my friends. One friend and I got into my car and were about to leave, when another announced that he had to pee. He then climbed into the back of my other friend’s car and found a one gallon ziplock bag and started urinating into it. The owner of that car was in the driver’s seat laughing his ass off when he proceeded to pull a jar of Jif out of the glove box and start eating it with his bare hands. All of this was happening in the parking lot of a store that had a large glass window in the front, so that everyone in the store could see them.

    The store also had a restroom.

  11. They laughed at me when I put my seatbelt on. It was the last time I went out with them.

  12. Last night I witnessed a guy I’ve known for years beating up his girlfriend. Needless to say, I’m never speaking to him again.

  13. “What dude? you dont drink and drive?”

    Yea no.

  14. When the rednecks I had just met brought out the meth pipe.

  15. One girl took out a knife and cut her palm and smeared it on a leaf. She’s wiccan and wanted to “merge energies with the Earth”.

Quick, think of a rap lyric. What is it?

  1. I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower, so I can fuck the world for 72 hours.

  2. “I never sleep, cuz sleep is the cousin of death” Nas – NY State of Mind

  3. Super Nintendo Sega Genesis
    When I was dead broke man I couldn’t picture this

  4. It was all a dream. I used to read WordUp magazine. Salt n Peppa and Heavy D up in the limousine.

  5. My dick is like an accent mark, it’s all about the over e’s

  6. Now everybody from the 313
    Put your motherfucking hands up and follow me

  7. Fuck that, cum on your lips and some on your tits.

  8. Bitches ain’t shit but hoes and tricks.

    Lick on these nuts and suck the dick.

  9. Now, this is a story all about how
    My life got flipped-turned upside down

  10. They call me the Hiphopopotamus, Flows that glow like phosphorous, Poppin’ off the top of this esophagus, Rockin’ this metropolis

  11. The blacker the berry,the sweeter the juice.

  12. How many brothers fell victim to the streets

    Pretty much the only one I know

  13. Fuck the law,

    they can eat my dick,

    that’s word to Pimp

    Fuck the law,

    they can eat my dick,

    that’s word to Pimp

  14. Safe sex is great sex, better wear a latex, cuz you don’t want that late text, that “I think I’m late” text.

  15. What’s the matter dawg, you embarrassed? This guy’s a gangster? His real name’s Clarence.

What’s the most INSANE moment in any Disney movie?

  1. How about Everything on the island in Pinocchio?!

    That crap was scary.

  2. The bubble Dumbo scene freaked me out as a kid.

  3. Since no one seems to remember The Great Mouse Detective I’d say the scene with the sexh cabaret dancers singing about “let me be good to you”

  4. There’s a lesser-known but still very good one called “Brother Bear” where a young man’s turned into a bear after killing one, befriending a younger cub on his journey to a sacred mountain where he might be able to turn back into a human.


    The bear he killed was the young cub’s mother, which he only realizes after the bear’s clan has accepted him into their family. The first time I watched it that moment hit me like a ton of bricks.

  5. Gaston has a pretty wicked death.. but I’m going with a lesser remembered death scene. Tarzan. When Clayton gets his neck snapped by tree vines after a 100 ft plus free fall and they show the shadow of his lifeless body swaying in the thunderstorm winds. Pretty brutal haha

  6. The sacrifice in The Black Cauldron was pretty dark.

  7. I think judge doom revealing himself to be a toon in who framed rodger rabbit, with the crazy eyes and voice is pretty insane and terrifying

  8. Goofy had to fuck someone to have Max.

  9. When the Leviathan attacks the crew in Atlantis The Lost Empire. So much death… The scene at 0:50 when one of the dudes doesn’t make it through the door in time always shook me. Also at one point one of the dudes literally says “we’re getting killed out here”.

  10. The brutality of the Huns in Mulan.

    When they’re talking about “returning” a doll they found to some little girl in the village they’re headed through, and how you see that same doll in the ashes of that same village later.

    Also, the furious rumbling force when thousands of horses are charging down the mountainside towards a group of probably just 10 people. They know they could just send out 10 guys of their own to do the job, but that’s not what it’s about. They’re going to slaughter them, and they’re going to die knowing there’s nothing they can do to stop them.

  11. The Heffalumps and Woozles song from Winnie the Pooh gave me nightmares D:

  12. If we consider that we’re talking about a Disney movie, I’d say the scene in The Hunchback of Notre Dame when Frollo is singing about raping Esmerelda.

  13. Don’t know if it counts as “INSANE”, but The Fox and the Hound was pretty brutal. Like the scene where the kindly old lady who raised Tod from a baby fox drives him into the forest and leaves him there. He just looks at her with his sad little face and she’s crying as she drives away.

    Not to mention the whole plot of the movie. A baby fox and a hound puppy become best friends, then they grow up and realize that it’s in their nature to kill each other. In the end they realize they can never be friends again.

    What kind of sadistic bastard thought that this would be a heartwarming children’s movie?

  14. Gonna go with A Bugs Life grasshopper death scene where the mother bird feeds the screaming grasshopper to her chicks. Shits messed up man.

  15. The beginning of Finding Nemo where Marlen’s wife and almost all his unborn children are all eaten. That’s something right out of a sick horror movie.