





I mean…if your fusiform gyrus is horribly miswired or you have like… traumatic right hemisphere brain injury…you…can ignore them. It does lead to some inexplicable plot points if you don’t pick up on it though.


It must be due to the groundswell of grass roots support from the local communities where they’re trying to build them. I hear simply everyone wants one in their neighborhood, because it was just too peaceful, quiet and power was so cheap, the electric was literally leaking out of the outlets and staining the rugs.


One of your own poets articulated nicely:
Sold, stolen, arriving on the nightmare Praying for a dream.


Aerosolized hantavirus. Just what the doctors, in fact, did not order.


Don’t forget the body count!


I see. Well I’m absolutely not here to kink-shame. You do whatever you want to do with…that then.


Or free money. Take the wager! Why don’t you fine folk both put your money where your sermingly-confidently-omniscient mouths are?
Looks super nice. Do you mind if I ask what batch you were in? I’m apparently batch 2 but I have yet to see anything arrive in the mail.
As the French, who gifted that utter mouth-breather of a country with the very concept of modern democracy, would say; “Plus ça change”.


What a silly thing to say and think.
Is there some weird correlation between better morality and more money in your head?
Why aren’t the billionaires paragons of virtue then?


His girlfriend in Canada
I can confidently assure you that no one in Canada is that full of self-loathing.
And yet, still, fuck off, Patel.
Tightbeam line-of-sight IR laser should be the only way to control stuff like this. And I realize that means I can’t control my hands if they are in another room, which is a delta of 0 from the current human condition.


I’m confused and not American.
I need this on a t shirt. Feels like it’d sell a lot, since the rest of the world can fucking relate.
This is why I laugh every time i see a bottle of vitamins from “natural sources”. How is one supposed to discern the origin of a given molecule of ascorbic acid?


With my hands.


Or, the internet, the same medium upon which the noisome roots of social media depend, has some induced self-selection bias for increasing connectivity. It’s basically behaving like a weird superorganism and advocating for conditions to make it grow. At, I might add, the expense of the host species.


I feel the same way about words like leucocholy, but I’m forplaint with the ugsome trend of rising of anti-intellectualism in our world today and no longer see the appeal of logomachies.
I don’t want to sound like a dick
Awww why not? Be true to your deepest, most innerest self, man. It sucks when people just don’t embrace what they are. You got this.
Also: whoopsie too late.
“and what rough beast, it’s hour come at last, slouches towards Mara Lago to shoot itself out of a leathery, Botox injected cunt to be born.”