Actually, you make a good point. I think I would go for like forever 27.

Being 54 would not be that bad, but it wouldn’t be a bed of roses. Like, dude would get to experience 800 trillion years of back pain.

Well, you know somebody’s bonus depends on it. There’s probably a metric somewhere that says if they do this that they’ll get a seven figure bonus at the end of the year.

And that person literally does not care if you explode, die, and are shat out of a volcano’s ass at the speed of sound directly into the last surviving flock of an endangered species nesting grounds.

I would wish to be forever 18, immortal, and invincible until I decide to die and I say the code word.

I won’t tell him the code word.

Revenge is a dish best served with the heat death of the universe

This is what they mean when they use the term “virtue signaling”.

Feel like we should defederate with them. They have nothing but dog shit takes designed to be divisive.

What do you mean by real furry?

Because as far as I know, every single furry is wearing a suit right now.

And the beast was literally a monster-fied human being.

And the enemies always attempt to leverage their perfectionism against them.

Even if a liberal or progressive or leftist does something, there’s always gonna be some asshole that jumps out and is like, oh yeah, but did you think about this thing? Unfortunately, you are not perfect, therefore you are entirely invalid and should be derided.

We’ve been watching the literal play out of the perfect as the enemy of the good for the last decade, and almost nobody has picked up on it, and we still have all of these stupid-ass divides when, in general, our goals align and we could worry about perfectionism after we’ve gotten rid of the cancer.

Yep, you could even pepper the interstate highways of America with them and just let them passively eat the CO2 particles that cars are putting out.

This person is either a paid shill or they’re just trolling and trying to say the most inflammatory things they can so that they can get a little dopamine rush from it. Either way, they are very sad people.

Meditation can trigger DMT release in the brain.

Grandma went from a trip and fall to trippin’ balls.

Me manifesting my himbo energy.

I experienced both benevolent and antagonistic racism as a brown kid in the south.

The antagonistic racism was never so much like, get out of here, you darky, or calling me names or anything, although I have been called a “plains n-word” by an old white fuck in South Dakota, so there’s that.

But the antagonistic racism I most commonly experienced was being followed around stores.

So much so that it gave me a complex. It happened so often that I would go to a grocery store, or to some retailer, and I would be browsing around, and the people that worked there, which were always white people, would check in on me constantly, always watching me, following me around, staying six to ten feet away from me at times throughout my entire sojourn through the establishment.

But I, being a young kid, didn’t find any malice in this. I just thought, oh, maybe, I don’t know, maybe they’re time travelers, and I’m gonna be so awesome in the future that this is their opportunity to see me without changing the timeline.

But getting away from the south and magically the following me around in the stores thing completely and totally stopped so abruptly that it made me reevaluate what was going on. I’m like, oh no, they were watching the darkie because they thought he was gonna steal shit from them.

But on the flip side, I also got benevolent racism where they thought I was better than them because I was a Native American. They would ask me things like, can you actually talk to horses? And what’s it like being able to control the wind?

And what sucks is I’m really good with animals, so to some degree I could talk to horses and they would just sort of get me, but it’s not like I could understand what they were saying.

And the very first time I ever fired a bow and arrow I hit a bullseye.

So the instructor was like, if you do it one time, it’s luck, you do it two times, it’s skill, so I fired again and I hit another bullseye.

So you know, I’m doing my ancestors proud.

The thing about it to me that is racist is that it is specifically black people. Like, I was not emotionally equipped to ask him what his church thought about Indians like me and Asians.

Or what happens when a white person and a black person have a child? Does the child have half a soul? Like, if somebody is predominantly white but 17 generations ago, there was a black person in their family, do they have like a piece missing from their soul?

Or what if they got it wrong? What if white people evolved from monkeys and black people were made by God and so white people don’t have souls?

After all, genetically, the only pure humans with no Neanderthal or Denisovian or other hominid ancestor genetics in it are black people.

How do you test for soul? How can you evaluate the soul percentages?

It’s so beyond the pale that I was stunlocked. I honestly wish I could go back and ask these questions.

I’ll be honest with you, did not read the whole thing because of the subject matter.

The main thing about writing is to write, so obviously you can write.

But you need to think of things that people want to read and write that.

One of my favorite childhood authors, Brian Jacques, wrote a book called Redwall, and the first 80% of the book you could tell by reading the writing that he struggled with every single step along the way.

It was tedious reading what he wrote. But once he had written the first 200 pages or so, it all gelled together, and he found his stride, and all of the rest of his books zoom and flow.

If you want to see if you can be a good writer, write. If you reach the point where your text flows and zooms, then you’ve got it.

I don’t really know if it qualifies as worst, but Costco’s website is the slowest website I have used in recent history.

It’s so painful to use. It takes three to ten seconds for each click to take effect.

Drives me batty.

But also, ebay has gone in the shitter. Amazon is just the fucking worst. Google itself is terrible because its results lie to you and it will never show you the website you’re looking for, no matter what, because as long as you don’t find the website you’re looking for, you’re staying on Google.

I’m 6’1", it’s right about the perfect height for a guy.

I would say that I do have fairly long legs, so there’s a lot of cars that I am not comfortable in, and cheap plane rides are generally misery.

But other than that, it’s not like I’m so tall that I’m bumping my head on things all of the time, and anyone who is so picky about height that they wouldn’t date me for being 6’1" is the kind of person I wouldn’t want to date, so that works out as well.

I do only art in the morning.

Not professionally, lol

I did say it was the worst for a reason. It’s kind of difficult to have a general scenario worst situation.

Like there are a lot of bad ways to die accidentally, but falling feet first into a wood chipper that jams up when it hits your pelvis and you bleed out while screaming for someone to help you and all anyone does is stand around and start taking pictures for Instagram, that might be a worst.