“i feel a million bucks” i say to you. you assume ive made a typo, but in reality ive spent the past 15 years of my life systematically feeling every male deer in the world. their hooves are so strong, and their fur so soft.
What the fuck is wrong with this website
a pervasively anti-intellectual hivemind that denigrates anything remotely creative and interesting with constant unending cries of “what the FUCK is WRONG with this website” and “oh my GOD r u on DRUGS” like a coven of shrieking baby pterodactyls cognitively incapable of understanding that the one person who dares attempting to make an interesting or humorous post is forced to see each and every one of their incessant half a cent comments in their own twisted Dantean circle of hell
“Man goes to doctor. Says he’s depressed. Says life is harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world. Doctor says, “Treatment is simple. The great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go see him. That should pick you up.” Man bursts into tears. Says, “But doctor… I am Pagliacci.””—(via atthelastthingisee)
My favorite internet phenomenon is when someone comments on a YouTube video with a really benign comment like “I love this song!” and then there are a bunch of hidden responses to that comment and then the last one isn’t hidden and it’s something like “you ignorant tool, I can’t believe anyone would even defend Eisenhower’s foreign policies, let alone compare them to political strategies of Napoleon. Take your asinine opinions elsewhere (and FYI, the Chinese DID invent noodles. idiot.)”