It’s the usb-c of standards!

top/bottom, clearly.

So the bestiality guy is the least sexually deviant person on the ticket. Got it.

The good old, “If it’s not your source, it’s not your computer.”

God, fuck react in the eye with the pointy shit-covered hunting-sticks of our ancestors. Useless technology that directly breaks the web because there’s never any fallback, so all you get is a blank page. Not even a “please-enable js” message.

Putonium, obvs.

Everything’s getting so complicated these days, they even added a fourth step: Stop, drop, Atoll, Atone.

That’s the thing: people wouldn’t survive that. The only thing that could survive it is some sort of glassified sand immediately beneath the explosion. So sand dgaf, I guess?

If it hasn’t moved in two hours, we can probably assume it’s stopped.

This wouldn’t be the first time it happened: Stop Talking to Each Other and Start Buying Things: Three Decades of Survival in the Desert of Social Media