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Bricked and rocked

I rank somewhere just under a low grade imbecile but before a complete idiot.

The running joke for my short foray into ocarinas was I could only play Yankee Doodle and everything else I tried to play also sounded like Yankie Doodle.

You have to participate in race debates on the side of races that hate your race because you're a transexual? I'm transitioning my sex not my race.

Modern Gameboys cannot understand the struggle of trying to find a free emulation of this game in the early 00s because of it being trapped on that disk system. You had to mount isos. Most people who played Rondo played the inferior Vampires Kiss and other international ports.

Sometimes my favorite daily sights are nothing more than a pattern.

When the government starts commanding me to stockpile I get the funny feeling its more about separating me from my money via scare tactics than actually preparing me for an emergency.

Fast food?

Sick omellete.

6 eggs 4 breakfast 7

What do you mean my deep dive into mastering every aspect of this niche interest is supplanted by a biofoid feigning fandom just to command attention away from the hobby itself? What do you mean you didn't care about any of this either and would discard it to play sexual lottery?

I'm male brained with male interests and I think male things are cool because I had to evolutionarily adapt myself unable to access the ease of living without a complex personality afforded to biofoids who are socially valued just for existing passively. Competition created me.

People are so starved for heroes in this world of cowards they'll deify anybody.

Love how this dude basically had a "troonmeltdown" video but grown men are simping for him as if this dude should get a payday for sob story and embarassing crying at some Zoomzoom he probably produced the video with just for this gibs scheme.

They'll find me pinching estrogen from the bottom of a pile of out of date discard vials several months after the fall, desperately trying to keep my body from withering to dust, but I'll likely have finally quit canna, nic, & caff. I'll glow brighter than the radiated wasteland.