@rajcantweet@FoodLiesOrg the “burger” is a 4oz 350cal puck of beef that would be great if it wasnt surrounded by 2200 calories of bread, soybean oil based sauce, fake cheese, shitty bacon, and fries cooked in more soybean oil.
Can we all admit that the late aughts–2010s Buzzfeed-esque, hypercasual, vulgarity culture was corny and embarrassing, needs to be put out of its misery, and never return?
How are there still boutique gift shops in "hip" neighborhoods, run by miserable millennial femcels peddling this low-effort, soulless rubbish, merchandised next to healing crystals and $53 bars of bespoke soap?
This was never cute, or clever, or endearing in any way. It's just pastel chalk sidewalk scribbles from an 8 year old printed on cardstock with the most slipshod thought-vomit slapped on top in Futura Bold black 16pt, with some letter spacing. Wow you did a grapic desin.
You can hear the April Ludgate / MTV's Daria monotone voice reciting this insipid raunch, as her droopy, dead eyes just stare through you in an SSRI daze, as each phrase fades off into a mumbled vocal-fry abyss, jolted back temporarily to start the next vapid line, which inevitably fades away into the same chasm, over and over again in an endless cycle of conversational dead cat bounces.
It's a mystery how these stores stay open. There is never anyone there. No one ever buys anything. Quite often it is a product of trust funds, inheritances, or daddy's "investments" that keep these places on life support, as they ironically sling the most midwit commieslop merch, like a candle with a sticker of a bernie quote on it and a $70 price tag right next to it. Or an entire "cat mom" section, glorifying the apparently "feminist victory" of letting their unique biology—which provides the miraculous ability to create life—shrivel up into dormancy, as they gleefully take pharma concoctions that hijack their endocrine system so they can have indiscriminate sex with whomever. Literally a total chauvinist f*ckboy's wet dream come to life. This is "women's liberation".
Of course they are miserable. So they give each other meaningless cards like this, never criticizing each other, toxically complimenting, coping, pretending. "You're a 10", "You are impossibly likable". They all lie to each other.
"Like, are you even real?" No. You're not real. You live in a fantasy of pill-dependent, and bestie-nerfed "happiness".
You aren't likable. Your "welcome in" was completely cold and insincere when I walked into your store. Your one word answers and inattention to me, the only patron, was actually the opposite of likability.
Shut the store down. Stop making these cards. Be honest about your shortcomings. Find a man and generate new life while you still can.
Can we all admit that the late aughts–2010s Buzzfeed-esque, hypercasual, vulgarity culture was corny and embarrassing, needs to be put out of its misery, and never return?
How are there still boutique gift shops in "hip" neighborhoods, run by miserable millennial femcels peddling this low-effort, soulless rubbish, merchandised next to healing crystals and $53 bars of bespoke soap?
This was never cute, or clever, or endearing in any way. It's just pastel chalk sidewalk scribbles from an 8 year old printed on cardstock with the most slipshod thought-vomit slapped on top in Futura Bold black 16pt, with some letter spacing. Wow you did a grapic desin.
You can hear the April Ludgate / MTV's Daria monotone voice reciting this insipid raunch, as her droopy, dead eyes just stare through you in an SSRI daze, as each phrase fades off into a mumbled vocal-fry abyss, jolted back temporarily to start the next vapid line, which inevitably fades away into the same chasm, over and over again in an endless cycle of conversational dead cat bounces.
It's a mystery how these stores stay open. There is never anyone there. No one ever buys anything. Quite often it is a product of trust funds, inheritances, or daddy's "investments" that keep these places on life support, as they ironically sling the most midwit commieslop merch, like a candle with a sticker of a bernie quote on it and a $70 price tag right next to it. Or an entire "cat mom" section, glorifying the apparently "feminist victory" of letting their unique biology—which provides the miraculous ability to create life—shrivel up into dormancy, as they gleefully take pharma concoctions that hijack their endocrine system so they can have indiscriminate sex with whomever. Literally a total chauvinist f*ckboy's wet dream come to life. This is "women's liberation".
Of course they are miserable. So they give each other meaningless cards like this, never criticizing each other, toxically complimenting, coping, pretending. "You're a 10", "You are impossibly likable". They all lie to each other.
"Like, are you even real?" No. You're not real. You live in a fantasy of pill-dependent, and bestie-nerfed "happiness".
You aren't likable. Your "welcome in" was completely cold and insincere when I walked into your store. Your one word answers and inattention to me, the only patron, was actually the opposite of likability.
Shut the store down. Stop making these cards. Be honest about your shortcomings. Find a man and generate new life while you still can.
@Jacksonsrule that fact that you think a surgeon has $700k sitting in a bank account shows how out of pocket you are. You need to stop writing until you have higher than a 7 year old’s imagination about the economy.
@TuckerGoodrich there needs to be a distinction made between freshly cooked, still warm potatoes vs potatoes that have cooled and converted to resistant starch, which has a vastly different affect on blood sugar and feeds gut bacteria. They behave like almost different foods.
@DearestDr@KeithWoodsYT And you’re going to bat for the lying, degenerate strumpets that gladly fornicated with him and then cashed in on it decades later.
@I_Am_JohnCullen so the plan was to dive bomb straight at mar a lago from 35k feet? do you realize that cannot be done with any level of accuracy?
If one wanted to aim a lear at a target they would need to descend much more gradually to have any accuracy whatsoever.
@RealJohnDios conservatives aren’t seething psychopaths consumed by political grievances like leftoids.
i wouldn’t expect their first response to “why haven’t you voted?” to be “aghh iran”—even if it were a massive point of contention.
I too would just respond “busy” unless further prodded
Jewish voters backed Democrats for the House 66% to 32% tonight, about where they have stood all decade.
Trump moved the embassy to Jerusalem, recognized Israeli sovereignty over the Golan and struck Iran's nuclear sites. The Jewish vote did not move.
@CalebJHull This is feminine. actually really really gay. one of the gayest things i’ve read today matter of fact. you just turned me into a homophobe, that’s how gay you are. i could not care less about candace owens but now im gonna go binge her catalog just to spite you and your gayness