why doesn't the new york times publish my shitposts?
i'm trying to imagine having spent my entire adult life huffing my own farts and being told how pretty i sound afterwards so that when i wake up one morning and an idea pops into my head that i feel a burning need to share with the world, instead of being relegated to a niche corner of the anonymous internet i just call up my friends at a major newspaper and tell them i've got a fucking opinion that i want to share
see, my immediate reaction was, "this is a bit, how could this not be a bit?", so I hope they cut you a check for publishing what is clearly your shitpost
why doesn't the new york times publish my shitposts?
i'm trying to imagine having spent my entire adult life huffing my own farts and being told how pretty i sound afterwards so that when i wake up one morning and an idea pops into my head that i feel a burning need to share with the world, instead of being relegated to a niche corner of the anonymous internet i just call up my friends at a major newspaper and tell them i've got a fucking opinion that i want to share
see, my immediate reaction was, "this is a bit, how could this not be a bit?", so I hope they cut you a check for publishing what is clearly your shitpost