Ya
know how sometimes you have to wait for people to completely finish
whatever bizarre nonsense they're doing/saying so you can find out if
there's supposed to be a deliberate punchline or if it's just their
god-awful personality showing?
— yeahhh, nah, me neither. Those 90s were good times, though.
— yeahhh, nah, me neither. Those 90s were good times, though.
There exists a point on the spectrum of human behavior beyond which lack of substance is so overwhelmingly characteristic that it inherits all of the inferred attributes of first order substance. Fuck murder; irony of that caliber should be the capital crime. No wonder our dictionary is becoming more unintelligible and backwards every day.
It's all downright pathological -_-
(But, hey, on the bright side, if there are cultural anthropologists in our theoretical future, their work involving our time period will be really easy!)
(But, hey, on the bright side, if there are cultural anthropologists in our theoretical future, their work involving our time period will be really easy!)
On a completely unrelated note:
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