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I hate the way people try to make Chicago a thing like this.

I often think the people extremely insistent on how much they absolutely definitely don’t still think about high school have a lot more embarrassing esteem issues than the normies who like to reminisce about a time in their life that was important to them.

Nightmarish stomach-churning feeling when you’re agreeing with someone on here and then they ask grok to back them up.

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Dialing phone numbers at random and begging the recipient to stop prank calling me.

If you think about something enough times it starts to materialize physically inside of your brain.

Has everyone to have ever lived just thought they were like 50x more interesting than they are? Or is it more like a 21st century phenomenon.

[Leftistly]: “I think mixed race people should feel poorly about themselves based on immutable characteristics like their race”.

I think you can legitimately judge someone’s verbal IQ by how well they can intuitively recreate Yoda’s speech patterns and grammar when doing an impression of his voice.

Okay, so you’re someone who thinks depression is *not* a form of self-obsession, sure. Now if I key search something like “thanks, my trauma made me funny 😆”, I’m not going to find something to that effect 400 times, right?.

The default mental state of an entire generation contains just so much learned helplessness, and is so addicted to the idea of being injured, that they think it’s a moral wrong to suggest for them to take literally any responsibility for the state of their life and mind.

You could never explain how huge this guy was with C-level students in 2018 to today’s high schoolers.

I feel like being the kinda guy who’s super into the idea of “gore” is like legitimately a low-IQ trait.

Could release abject garbage and would garner 6,000 journalists writing thinkpieces about how “important” her music is.

I’m the kind of nameless character who opens his child’s bedroom closet door and says “Look, there’s no monsters in h-” before getting brutally killed in the opening scene that establishes the severity of the threat.

In the single digit number of times I’ve tried to make language AI work for me, I’ve gotten like three minutes in before having to beg it to stop worshipping me.

This looks like the opening credits of a Spongebob episode right after the theme song ends.

Does anyone wanna go frolicking later.

This is really not a phrase I invoke too loosely but I truly don’t know if there’s a more “first world problem” on Earth than using “backlash against intimacy coordinators” as a signal for why society is entering a “dark time”.

Dan Hentschel is a very funny account but the experience of enjoying his gags is always dampered when you scroll down to the replies and see legions of his followers who believe themselves to be on a first-name basis with him.