I joined a TF2 Skyrim Zombie Apocalypse server and immediately went to the adults-only furry dance party and flirted with Twilight Sparkle from the exclusive MLP clique. I think I have a shot you guys.

Ketchup on a hot dog is wrong. Eating a hotdog with ketchup in Chicago is worse than going to Harlem and yelling the n-word in the street. It's horrible to do and it will get you killed.

"Where's the evidence for that claim?" Such a simple solution to almost all problems, but too few people ask it. They fall into this trap: "I don't understand how X is possible, therefore it must be god/aliens/ghosts/magic". That's equivalent to "I don't know, therefore I know." Their lack of understanding the unniverse is not evidence supporting their claims,

If you see an animal that needs help, help it. If you see someone abusing an animal, intervene, violently if needed. It's not that complicated.

Is it arrogant for me to end every conversation with "Let me know if you need to be educated further"?

Oh hey, thanks for the shout out-on your Substack newsletter. I know you were just trying to get in my pants, as usual, but it was still nice of you. I do indeed have an amazing team of character modelers! Peace, bro.

Not to poop at that party, but mathematically Godzilla - 0 is just Godzilla. I'm going to write a strongly-worded letter to Toho because I abhor mathematical illiteracy.

This only works when a lot of people do it. Stick a json file in your root directory, that's all. Let me know if you do it, and I'll add you to my vouches. Lazy-asses. https://codeberg.org/robida/human.json

I learned that I suck at golf. Tereza told me that I need to become one with the ball. I don't know how to implement that.

All of my ex'es were either diagnosed with depression, became lesbians, or took their own lives. I'm a catch! Date me.