Do I have potential as a YouTuber? Honest feedback wanted

[Jess Z]

Here’s a picture of stainless steel rebar, 6 m long, AISI 304, 12 mm, loaded in the trailer. The reason for using stainless is simple: it’s not a time bomb that expands 6x when rusting and lasts much longer. A good example is the Progreso pier — built around the 1940s with stainless, still standing today. In the 1970s they built a parallel pier with regular rebar, and it dissolved in seawater within a few decades. Seawater is salty, just like a person urinates about a teaspoon of salt at once — that same salt would immediately start forcing regular rebar to corrode fast.

literally no one gives a shit about your stupid toilet you schizophrenic fool. that video was the most embarrassing thing anyones ever seen.

[Vidoc91]

This is probably the most impressive beginner upload — 14 hours of pure pain, do not you agree, or should I torture you live with the next one?

[Vidoc91]

literally no one gives a shit about your stupid toilet you schizophrenic fool. that video was the most embarrassing thing anyones ever seen.

Most embarrassing? Perfect. That means I’m already a legend in the composting toilet block league. And honestly, people who throw around online diagnoses are usually the ones a bit unhinged themselves — do not you agree?

[Vidoc91]

Funny how the loudest online psychiatrists always show up with zero life left — coins crashed, Bitcoin missed, Goodrum never listened, and now they spill their broken existence into forum rants. Do not you agree? Or maybe it was a compliment, not sure about that

[Vidoc91]

99.9% probability this is the most impressive double‑vault DIY composting toilet in the world. Anyone disagrees — show me the proof. Pump trucks waste valuable material by dumping it underground in landfills, while soil degradation is speeding us toward hunger. My toilet solves that problem: completely green, lasting generations, and returning compost to the soil. Greta would be proud. And some clown here thinks nobody cares about my toilet — just remember, we are two meals away from cannibalism.

[Vidoc91]

Here is how the first row of rebar (stainless steel) was set inside the formwork

[Vidoc91]

One guy in a construction forum complained about a possible rust nest that this mushroom (rebar chair) could create. Without supports the first row of rebar cannot float in the air. If you put the mushroom under, it’s the same potential rust pocket. At least I used stainless steel, so the risk is minimal. Show me a better engineering solution, not just nitpicking. And for anyone curious how it actually looks after the pour — in the video around 8:30 I point directly at that mushroom.

[Vidoc91]

Heading out to the forest for firewood… dibla‑duba‑dyyp… woshhtakanakakakipum.

[Krankenstein]

Fucking hell...I would prefer a obese thigh-cheese kwon pic over this stupidity.

We can get Captain Build-a-Shitter, but we can't get Tubby Heck on here?

[NaturalWonder83]

literally no one gives a shit about your stupid toilet you schizophrenic fool. that video was the most embarrassing thing anyones ever seen.

Hey! It's the peanut videographer! What a blessing for us to have access to your informative and helpful posts.

[Vidoc91]

Back from the forest, firewood done — duup‑duup, dibla‑duba‑dyyp… woshhtakanakakakipum. LIGHT WEIGHT BABY! Ain’t nuthin’ but a peanut!

[Vidoc91]

Fucking hell...I would prefer a obese thigh-cheese kwon pic over this stupidity.

We can get Captain Build-a-Shitter, but we can't get Tubby Heck on here?

Obese thigh‑cheese kwon pic? Bro, I just came back from the forest with firewood. Captain Build‑a‑Shitter signed off already, Tubby Heck is still bulking. LIGHT WEIGHT BABY — ain’t nuthin’ but a peanut! dibla‑dabla‑duuup… kakipum.

[Vidoc91]

Here are some pictures showing how the formwork (also called shuttering) was built.

From the front:


From the top:



From the back:

[Griffith]

What's with the humming?

You sound like you're having a psychotic episode.

[Vidoc91]

What's with the humming?

You sound like you're having a psychotic episode.

I don’t really know how to add proper sound to videos, and everything costs money anyway. So I just made the noises myself.

[Vidoc91]

Here are some pictures of how I tightened my formwork using threaded rods and wooden clamps. The pressure from fresh concrete is massive — it behaves like a liquid and pushes against the forms from every side. If there’s any weakness or ‘give’ in the setup, the whole pour can go wrong and the structure will collapse or deform.

[Kwon]

Fucking love Starcraft and the Protoss

My commentary was good though?

[Vidoc91]

Here are some pictures of rebar inside the formwork, stainless (probably China) + Armastek (from Russia). True international collab — Putin and Li would be proud.

Still wondering: YouTube potential or just bathroom geopolitics?

[Vidoc91]

Here are some pictures taken just before the pour. The adjacent fieldstone wall’s lime mortar had completely crumbled, so I tore it down to the ground and rebuilt it dry. That way I could utilize the leftover concrete between the stones. It was useful to have a place to dump the excess, since you never calculate the exact amount of concrete anyway. And I really love the look of a fieldstone wall.

General view from the distance



General view of stone wall



General view of stone wall dismantled and stones cleaned



General view of stone wall dry‑laid, gap left for dumping excess concrete

[Methyl m1ke]

Hijacking this weak thread

Last night I had the strangest 1 night stand of my life

I went out drinking
 
When I arrived at the bar I got 2 double JD and cokes

All the girls looked much younger than I remembered. It's only been 2 years since I graduated, but I had the feeling that the college girls were now looking at me as an "older man"

I started to wonder if the last few years had aged me terribly. My hair did seem to be gradually thinning. Maybe this was more noticeable in the neon strobe lighting of the club, where hairs might appear thinner and the scalp might be more visible

I reminded myself that thinking this way is a fast path to misery, and that I was here to drink

After 4 more drinks, I began to feel courage

I scanned the dance floor. My eyes were attracted by a very tall blonde girl. She looked around 6’4” in flats. Perhaps 3 inches taller than me. “She’s big”, I thought to myself

She was in the middle of a circle of much shorter friends, the majority of whom had hungry-looking guys grinding against them. It seemed like pairing up was happening, but that she was still alone and looking around the dance floor awkwardly

Many men were probably intimidated her large stature, but I’ve always been into women significantly taller than me. Even so, I had never acted on it until last night

To friends, I expressed this as a desire to create “warrior sons” but this was a face-saving lie. In truth, I think there is something majestic about them, and that gives me a thrill

The best way I can describe it is that they look like they are from a different time in history, war maidens, females built specifically for battle — and so to romantically conquer them despite their capacity to kill you makes you a particularly worthy man

As I looked at her, I imagined running through the jungle after her, as she used a machete to slice the vines and undergrowth out of the way, and drove spears into the throats of vicious jaguars and any aggressive tribespeople that caused us issues

I walked up beside her, then got on my tippy toes to shout into her ear

“Are you a student?” I asked

“Yes” she said “I’m in my first year of college”

“I just graduated” I said, as I looked at her friends “it looks like your friends have found some interesting company”

“I know… I hate it. I come out to have fun, but as soon as we arrive, they always hook up with men, then I’m left alone when they go home with them” she complained

“Why don’t you teach them a lesson by taking me home?” I proposed

Her eyes widened, looking me up and down

I smiled “I want you to carry me out of here”

She look at me stunned, then crouched down and scooped me up with her powerful arms. My weight seemed like nothing to her. Then, she did a slow 360 degree turn, almost as though she was showing off a newborn child to everyone, then walked straight for the exit

Her house was strange. The front door didn’t open too far, because it was blockaded by her bed. We both squeezed through the small gap and into the room. It was truly huge. And even more baffling was the equally huge bed

“This isn’t normal student accommodation” I said

“My parents are rich, they didn’t want me in cramped dorms” she said “and bed is 16 king size beds pushed together, 4 X 4”

“Why so many?” I asked

“Because I’m so tall, my feet stick out of the bed and would always get cold, so my father made me one big bed by screwing together 16 beds, so they’d never stick out again”

“Makes sense” I said

“I will lie naked in this corner”, she pointed to the far right corner of the bed

“And you must begin here”, she pointed to the diagonally opposite corner

“if you can reach me without creaking the bed even once, then you can take my virginity”

She stripped completely naked, then carried me to my corner, before laying down naked on hers and whispering “good luck…”

I stood up and said “I’m too rich for this nonsense”, then walked straight home

This was going places