actually its kinda cringe to dysphoria post. gonna stop bitching and moaning. โoh fuck no one knows how hard it is to be chopped ๐ญโ ok thx 4 posting who gaf
i gotta work on my audio processing
talking to a prof bc i missed the first 30 mins of class:
prof; โbruins fan?โ
me: โyea, from boston so yeaโ
โmy sons in bostonโ
โoh, for school?โ
โnoโ
โโฆwhat schoolโ
โhe finished his PhD at georgetown?โ
โcoolโฆโ
The problem of animal suffering is a
tough one for religion.
You can hold that humans suffer as a result of using our free will to reject God, sure, but what could this beetle possibly have done?
I was on a run (with a weighted vest) in the park earlier when I saw a group of Gen Z guys at the park having a small bonfire.
I overheard them talking about Jelly Roll's despicable comments on Jimmy Kimmel.
"I was disgusted by Jelly's divisive comments about the President," one said. "Bruh, I love his music," one of the others replied, tossing what appeared to be a CD into a small fire pit, "but I will NEVER listen to any of it again."
Slowing down, I approached them. "Boys, what's the latest?" I interjected. "I couldn't help but hear you discussing Jelly Roll's performative leftist virtue signaling on Jimmy Kimmel."
"No cap, I never liked him. Beats are weak, and he's chopped af," one of the boys fired back. "We are burning our CDs to show solidarity with DJT."
I looked closer and saw a heap of Jelly Roll CDs, spanning his entire discography, melting together in a fury of patriotism-fueled flames.
"Carry on, boys," I said as a smile grew across my face. I threw another 20 lbs into my vest. "You should give Kid Rock a listen. He's infinitely more talented than Jelly Roll. Trust me."
I dapped them all up and broke into a dead sprint to finish out my run.
The kids are going to be alright.