Voy a piratear como nunca se ha pirateado voy a piratear juegos que mi PC no tira voy a piratear software de neveras inteligentes voy a empezar a piratear spreadsheets y pagers voy a piratear discos con Medievil PSX que repartiré por la calle
it is genuinely psychotic that we dug up literal primordial dirt, scrubbed it down to an impossible 99.9999999999% molecular perfection that violates the very laws of physics, handed it over to techno-wizard necromancers to stretch into flawless geometric god-cylinders, blasted it with invisible uv death-rays to carve ten quadrillion microscopic cyber-sigils into its flesh, trapped actual lightning inside of it, and somehow birthed an omniscent eldritch deity capable of simulating the universe and thinking faster than a billion human civilizations combined.
and our grand, supreme purpose for this enslaved lightning-god?
sending "per my last email, please see attached" to a guy named gary.
Me: *touching my girlfriend*
My girlfriend: *touching me*
Me (thinking to myself): This is so fucked up of me. I'm being so selfish rn. I'm getting to feel her touch AND to touch her. What's she even getting in return? Probably nothing comparable.
Mi relación con la mayoría de las minas es algo así:
1- Ven que soy sociable, carismático y (dentro de todo) fachero.
2- Me hablan, salimos una o dos veces.
3- Se dan cuenta que no me las pienso coger (porque soy un joven sensible y muy cagón)
4- Se van.
The hiplet posts by men are obviously tongue in cheek but women respond by angrily ranting into camera or with defiant slutty poses. Then men in the replies say "umm it's just a preference, hiplet, why do you even care??" and the women get even madder.