Brem

Once dead internet finishes manifesting, it’ll be simply bots shilling & scamming themselves. The data centers will cease to feed the greedy pigs and will be left for the rats. However, the product will have no time to rejoice for we will already have become addicted to the next big thing.

“Thugs” isn’t the right word.

Terrorists. Fascistic Lackeys. Brutalizers.

I have plenty of synonymous for these faceless fuckfaced assholes.

Oi, I’m but a simple socialist who once lived in a commune, residing in the world’s newest fascistic regime! A few of us Yankees still read. I personally prefer to watch the beebs so I can keep up with current trends such as Cockney rhyming slang.

I’m sure they both own plenty of baby oil. Too bad we are the ones getting dry-fucked.

Mayonnaise, probably… would work for most Europeans.

For the Western hemisphere, hollandaise or Thousand Island. (Keep in mind, ketchup won’t work well with the olives.)

Asia, you’re gonna want a few extra things to build it up. Japan got it right with Umami, baby.

Tribbles and barn, say ye?

Here I am on my someteenth rewatchin’ of fuckin’ Deadwood, scrollin’ through my Lemmy feed as the credits roll at the end of S02E08 & I this limp ginger-dick appears on my screen.

Welcome to fuckin’ Lemmy. Can be combative!

There’s a kind of person that thrives in the parking lots of Walmarts and stripmalls in shitberg towns, and they thrive on social media, too.

Well put. I’m old school Tripod days (if anyone remembers what that was). I’ve seen social media go from “A/S/L?” to “like & subscribe” and everything in between. It was never that clean, and the lot lizards were always lurking.