Microblog Memes

I remember a T-day in the mid 80s. My older sister had an absolute meltdown because I wouldn't help clean up.

Awww, too bad, so sad... Eat shit, Vicki.

Also consider beating your children with a pair of jumper cables, not out of anger, or the need to discipline them, but for the sheer joy of hitting a living human being with jumper canles.

Edit: my parents beat me with jumper cables all the time and it embiggened my cromulence. It's good for you. Like milk. Or calt. Or shumming.

Owh hellll no, I'm not helping with cleaning up 😜

As an introvert who struggles with social stuff at festivities, fuck that.