Ohhh! Ok, because this is the modern world and they pay me my money straight into my account. Direct deposit is a thing even in this country, comrade!
So how much do ya think I make, Aaron? Is this my full time job, or a part time gig? What do you think my official title is? I have to know how these things work in your paranoid fantasy land.
I wonder if I make more than you? And not even having to work. hahahahahahaha
What shit to I “stir up”? Because you said no one comes here or pays attention to me. So how would I be stirring up shit?!
But wait, if I’m so “cheap,” then why would anyone pay me to be on Lemmy? And if no one listens to me or visits my little communities, then why would anyone pay me?
No one listens to me anyway, right? I’m totally harmless, right? So no reason to worry, right?
My reach is so tiny. Just my little echo chambers. So you have no reason to be upset or worry about it, right? I mean after all, no one even listens to me. Aaron, I have no power, so why so serious?
“If my financial standards are that of a penny pincher… then why would somebody pay me?” That’s the kind of thinking only a Trump supporter is capable of!
Well, after all, I’m just making stuff up, right? I’m a big crybaby snowflake. No one listens to me. No way could I ever ever convince anyone to do anything or vote any way. I am just here in my corner. No one pays attention to me.
Pay me no mind. I can’t sway anyone anyway. Lil ole me. My wee corner of the interweb…No bother. right?
Thanks! It’s tough for you, I know, Aaron. You thought you had me. Thought you figured me out. Then…ugh, it all just fell apart. I understand your frustration.
So when you found out that I wasn’t going to leave Lemmy, and that Lemmy wasn’t going to block me from everywhere, how did you handle it? Do you still miss Nicole?
Did you have your issues with Wendy’s restaurants before or after Nicole let you know that she would never ever be your girlfriend?
Ok, grandpa, you’re off your meds. You must be absolutely KRANKED if you think that sentence is supposed to mean anything to anybody. How do people troll you if they can’t tell your psychotic ramblings from your political opinions?
Yeah, you’re probably right. I’m just crazy. No one listens to me. I’m not bother. My postings are nothing to be concerned about, right? Just me in my little echo chamber.
But don’t worry. No one is gonna see this conversation. No one comes here, remember?
Ohhh! Ok, because this is the modern world and they pay me my money straight into my account. Direct deposit is a thing even in this country, comrade!
So how much do ya think I make, Aaron? Is this my full time job, or a part time gig? What do you think my official title is? I have to know how these things work in your paranoid fantasy land.
I wonder if I make more than you? And not even having to work. hahahahahahaha
What shit to I “stir up”? Because you said no one comes here or pays attention to me. So how would I be stirring up shit?!
Talk is cheap, that’s why it’s the only thing you do.
Right?
But wait, if I’m so “cheap,” then why would anyone pay me to be on Lemmy? And if no one listens to me or visits my little communities, then why would anyone pay me?
No one listens to me anyway, right? I’m totally harmless, right? So no reason to worry, right?
My reach is so tiny. Just my little echo chambers. So you have no reason to be upset or worry about it, right? I mean after all, no one even listens to me. Aaron, I have no power, so why so serious?
“If my financial standards are that of a penny pincher… then why would somebody pay me?” That’s the kind of thinking only a Trump supporter is capable of!
Well, after all, I’m just making stuff up, right? I’m a big crybaby snowflake. No one listens to me. No way could I ever ever convince anyone to do anything or vote any way. I am just here in my corner. No one pays attention to me.
Pay me no mind. I can’t sway anyone anyway. Lil ole me. My wee corner of the interweb…No bother. right?
Have my upvote. Treasure it. On a server made only of upvotes you still seem to be running low.
Thanks! It’s tough for you, I know, Aaron. You thought you had me. Thought you figured me out. Then…ugh, it all just fell apart. I understand your frustration.
So when you found out that I wasn’t going to leave Lemmy, and that Lemmy wasn’t going to block me from everywhere, how did you handle it? Do you still miss Nicole?
Did you have your issues with Wendy’s restaurants before or after Nicole let you know that she would never ever be your girlfriend?
Ok, grandpa, you’re off your meds. You must be absolutely KRANKED if you think that sentence is supposed to mean anything to anybody. How do people troll you if they can’t tell your psychotic ramblings from your political opinions?
Yeah, you’re probably right. I’m just crazy. No one listens to me. I’m not bother. My postings are nothing to be concerned about, right? Just me in my little echo chamber.
But don’t worry. No one is gonna see this conversation. No one comes here, remember?