I was asked to explain the difference between NOPE and BYE in an email thread this morning and thought I’d share my response with tumblr, too.
The way I understand it, NOPE conveys one’s personal disapproval with something, whereas BYE is a more active word - a punctuation mark of sorts when presenting upsetting information to others and running away from it.
When first encountering an upsetting Instagram image, I say, “NOPE” to myself.
After pasting the link to that upsetting Instagram image, I say, “BYE” and remove myself from the conversation.
You, as receivers of the upsetting image, then say, “NOPE” and the circle is closed.
The offerer BYEs. The receiver NOPEs.
I did not get my SpaghettiOs, I got spaghetti. I want the press to know this.
“I Hope You Stop Dancing” - Lee Ann Womack to me
In small-town Iowa, an adopted girl (Jennifer Garner) discovers her talent for butter carving and finds herself pitted against an ambitious local woman in their town’s annual contest.
Why am I hearing about this for the first time right now? Why haven’t I been making jokes about this for the past six months?
Screencapped while listening to John Williams’ score to War Horse and I’m not even kidding bye.
Two real adults having an real adult conversation about simulated adults.
Since Christmas music is so yesterday (so yesterday), I’ve moved on to “If I Had Words” and will listen to it for the next 11 months.