My Cryptic Social Media Posts Will Alarm and Confuse You
“Everything must come to an end.” Did I just tell you I’m dying, or that I finished The Legend of Zelda?
“Everything must come to an end.” Did I just tell you I’m dying, or that I finished The Legend of Zelda?
Feel free to experiment to make sure you have just the right amount of melanin to sell more popcorn or disrupt the humidifier market.
Good’morrow to you all. A most gracious welcome to my webbing page. I am Keithly. Behold my rump.
Oh maybe that guy's not a robot. Now I don't think this one's about robots at all.
Somewhere, up in the cloud someplace, there is a benevolent being that can let you back into your SubzScription account.
There wasn’t a single awkward pause, which is rare because I get anxious when I talk to a search engine I want to optimize.
“Merci,” I respond. “Incroyable,” the driver says, slowly taking off his sunglasses, “You really know your stuff.”
Every non-union job listing, for companies like BoatSwatch, Amalgamated Hunter, and A.I. Wurxs.
Since I’m no longer fixated on my news feed when we go out, I’ve started taking our six rescue dogs with me to the local coffee shop.
You never know what kind of connections you’ll make. One of these people could be your ex-boyfriend or your current physical therapist.
Better to be in a state of terrified anxiety that your autopilot could end your life at any moment.
Romeo Montague and Juliet Capulet are celebrating their Connection Anniversary at The Capulet Family Tomb.