today a woman saw me buying flowers for my girlfriend and she said to me "where do i find one like you" and i told her “right here”, because besides being romantic i'm also unfaithful
I could find a tragedy involving a Protestant church and use it as ammunition against Protestantism, but I’m not so mentally depraved as to stoop to the level of this spiritual son of Satan.
Ok, maybe we need to go back to talking about National Divorce or how the collapse is just around the corner.
Just about anything is preferable to guys writing Tumblr essays lusting after a sissified Harry Potter character.
Wife is telling me about her female BookTok coworker who’s insanely horny and inappropriate, shoehorning sex into every conversation. She’s also a Pokémon card hoarder/reseller. I asked her which dopaminergic she’s on. Wellbutrin.
Outside the Anglophone world humour is mostly quite one dimensional and cringe. I don't think irony is as much a social norm as it is for English speakers, especially in Britain and Ireland, and the English-speaking internet dissects and cycles through memes very fast.
Then you go to the continent and it feels like a time capsule of the 2010s internet where zoomers still make attack helicopter jokes and do stuff like this.
digger is starship troopers for shitlibs instead of endless war against the bugs ur endlessly putting on braindead hamiltonesque plays making orange-man-bad type points. and then u walk out of the theatre and past the men with guns who are not at all threatened by ur art. forever
i am eating at the counter at a diner and a pair of baby boomers are just sitting here with an ipad, speakers on full blast, watching reels of AI slop. there are maybe 10,000 sentient human beings on earth