

Not really, I file it in the same category as karma. It’s a magical sentiment people wrap around cause and effect, usually to justify or pander to their own prejudices.
Making the world a better place, one genetic experiment at a time.
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Not really, I file it in the same category as karma. It’s a magical sentiment people wrap around cause and effect, usually to justify or pander to their own prejudices.
ANOTHER CHINESE EARTHQUAKE BRBRBRBRBRBRBEBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBR
I think it’s pretty common when you reach a certain age to want to go back to a more nostalgic time for you personally. There’s a certain level of bias and rose tinted glasses to it, no doubt.
For instance, I myself would kill for it to be 1992 again.
This is a very surface level observation. For your father there might be more nuance to the sentiment.
I had a lot of fun with this one.
In all seriousness, you’re the one I assume to be equating people with varying ability to “retards,” where I was just using the nomenclature that OP was using to describe the state of their interests once careless normies decide to adopt them. If you want to try to bully me, in addition to yourself repeatedly suggesting that people with different abilities are the real “retards” here, then you can get blocked from my YouTube channel.
Man, I don’t know what your angle is, I already agreed my interests are pretty retarded, so however you think you’re gonna bully me it won’t work man
If you’re trying to bully me man, I already said it doesn’t work
“MY TEAM WON”
In short, brain dead hooligan mentality.
Man, I like some pretty retarded shit man, but I’ve never been bullied for it, man
> be me
Getting these vibes
I’m all in on Delta, personally. Had Nothing but good experiences.
I’ll tell you who can go fuck themselves: Air France.
United is the fucking worst.
I got into it with friends last weekend when they were talking about Black Adam. I told them it’s 2025, they should just be calling him Adam.
In other news: Chetana has had her name changed to Cortana
Just say “retard” if you’re gonna say it. Lazily censoring it seems worse, because implications.
There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real me, only an entity, something illusory, and though I can hide my cold gaze and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable: I simply am regarded.
There are a handful of considerations. Two that were important to me:
All my homies hate vibe coders.
“Wham, bam, feed me ham!”