The Mexican construction worker cares for his dodge ram because it is his trusty pack animal, his modern day burro, his misaligned striker worth more than the property value of the village where he immigrated from
My mossad agent had control of the weather machine today and turned the wind up as I was walking past a female blowing back my sea salt sprayed bangs revealing the field of microdermarolled minoxidil holes in my forehead
The cultural shift to wignat hegemony is extremely important for all posters on this app. No longer are the days of swag and hoes, we are being ushered into a new era cornerstoned by sportsball and feeling sendy
*two twitter incels dressed in hooded cloaks meet in secret chamber*
"Behold, the detestable normie. A mere dopey "chad" and his "hole," who most likely has already been passed among the local blackamores for their sexual pleasure. They are to be scorned."
"You fool. The normie is to be praised! Behold his worthier genetics, his effortless athletic prowess, how he has captured the heart of a "stacy" at such a young age. We must note his ways, and emulate them."
"Emulate his ways? Ignorant swine. To what end? To become nothing more than goycattle fatted up on zogchow, toiling without relief for his Levantine paymasters? A loathsome fate, to be avoided at all costs."
"But surely, the evidence of his superior hormonal profile is clear. And his choices of pastime - lawn care, domestic light beer, "the game"... a life of such easy merriment is most enviable."
"Enviable if you prefer slop, like a hog at his trough. Pitiful. It appears that all it takes is the promise of a crumb of pussy and a suite of streaming options for you to turn away from a life of the mind - that is, avant garde anime, and Faustian video game analysis."
"I... I love the normie!!"
"I hate him!"
"Then, have at you!" *draws dagger*