90s corporate jazz. Medium volume. Minimal voice information.

Ruthkanda Juuche is insane. The human mind is magical.

Wouldn’t you. We are some weird mother fuckers

kettles

Steeped in copper

A true person of culture

When I joined I saw some communities on my blocklist. I unblocked them to “give it a chance”. They were on the block for a reason. I’m sorry to have doubted you Mr. Blocklist.

A slap on the wrist and a golden parachute at worst.

They take care of their own.

Sorry but my god needs to have a raging circumcised boner. It’s where I draw the line.

It won’t matter to him. The amount of money he spent could do appreciable good for regular people. For him it’s an “oh well”.

You are deriving joy from his imagined anguish. He doesn’t give a fuck.

“Sir we have a problem.

What is it Jenkins? Can’t you see I’m insider trading?

Sir, the trans federation has discovered….

places 20 poly market trades

Discovered what Jenkins? Spit it out you cuck!

Sir, they are using gulp Unicode.

pin drop

Unicode Jenkins?

Yes sir, it’s like a directory of all text characters. Arabic, Cyrillic, iconography….

Goddamnit Jenkins I know what Unicode is. Tell me. What about our keyword scanners? Are our scanners working?

Sir, I’m afraid they’ve been, obliterated.

sigh Goddamn federated transexual communists. You sick bastards.”

People don’t need an excuse to be dumb

I “tee-hee’d”

lol boob

Fuck yeah