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but dude is not “Junge”? the accurate translation for dude would be “Mann”, “Kumpel” or “Alter”

That very much depends on your personal vernacular/dialect. Google Translate or other dictionaries adhering to Standard German might say differently, but you, as someone who apparently spent a lot of time studying the intricacies of language and the art of translation, probably also know that a language Standard does not necessarily reflect the complex realities of language use in the population.

Also, it’s a joke.

Also: Junge. Chill.

Source: allthingsgerman

we have this fantastic expression in german and I don’t know where it comes from but basically instead of saying that you want a song that goes hard you can just say “the bass has to FUCK”

if you need any more reasons for watching atomic blonde than charlize theron having a love affair with sofia boutella in 1989 berlin while gorgeous neon and icy blue-black-white cinematography illuminates the political uproar and tension of not only the time of east and west germany but also the spy activity and underground punk scene, then let me convince you by saying that this movie has the balls to include nena’s 99 red balloons, queen’s and david bowie’s under pressure, falco’s der kommissar in an awesome cover and goddamn major tom by peter schilling, and that should tell you what a fucking power move this masterpiece is

Re: bread – yes!!! A thousand times yes!!! I’m studying abroad in the uk and I miss dark bread so much.

What the UK calls bread is not what I call bread. To my friends’ endless amusement, I’ve taken to naming it “untoasted toast” because that is exactly what the consistency, colour and structural stability are like. Only that it doesn’t even taste like toast if you toast it, but it’s the best name I’ve got. 

Also – German bread is strong enough to hold an entire box of cherry tomatoes on top of it when you’re putting your groceries into your bag. It has muscles. It has war in its whole grained veins. British bread isn’t even strong enough to hold itself, how is it supposed to hold you in your darkest, hungriest hours?