Anxiety Bone

I asked ChatGPT what will I be?
Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?
Here's what it said to me:

Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
STICK YOUR HAND IN THE GARBAGE DISPOSAL

Comedians in Cars Writing Bee Movie

For sale: fuzzy handcuffs, never worn.

Quiet quit? I quiet applied! *shepherd's crook removes my head violently from stage left*

I mute the KPop subreddit. 4 more appear. I mute them. Exponentially more arrive in my feed like a digital hydra. I log off. The doorbell rings. It's a KPop subreddit.

Somehow, the McRib returned.

I don't want to live in this country any more. I am trapped in Flavor Country, there is a cowboy here, I think he has a gun.

You will never be rid of me, I am far too stupid to die

I really wish I could read

THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU FIGHT A STRANGER IN THE ASS

Behold, my cats

a man is standing in front of a screen with a woman in a blue wig on it ALT: a man is standing in front of a screen with a woman in a blue wig on it

Me signing up for a Bluesky account and immediately being followed by porn bots, 2025, colorized

I dunno, I just got here.