Incredible to think that there was a day in 2014 when due to social media we knew literally what everyone we’d ever met was currently thinking and now it’s just Elon Musk shitposts and NYC air quality reports.
Update: United States celebrates 247 years of a perception of freedom being fed to 99.9% or them in order to enrich a vanishingly tiny class of super-wealthy.
Accusing him of using the innermost secrets of how Twitter operates, Musk says Zuckerberg may have even gone so far as to read Musk’s numerous Tweets describing the innermost secrets of how Twitter operates.
*Takes a long drag of his cigarette, stares into the middle distance, and says quietly to no one in particular:
“We’re never getting back to where we were on Twitter between the years 2015 and 2021. That was a time my friends. That was a time.”
So boring that so many billionaires collect art, yachts, cars, and jets. If I was rich I’d collect macaroni necklaces, pool noodles, couches, and kites.
It will be 10,000 degrees in Rome today. The Sicily is lava. There are no more shadows in Sardinia. Everything is light. We are become pure energy. 299,792,458 metres per second. To infinity, and beyond.
Saying you fear God: predictable, obvious, who wouldn’t fear an omnipotent force with a penchant for punishment.
Saying you fear Maud: vague, unusual, evokes images of a hardscrabble upbringing in the prairies administered by an abusive grandmother with a penchant for paisley.
Pointless naming all of these individual generations. It’s simply going to end up being:
Everyone Born Before 2025 = The Fuck Around Generations
Everyone Born After: The Find Out Generations