Come now, you bad posters, weep and howl for the miseries that are coming upon you. Your posts are rotten and your garments are soiled. Your posts and comments have been downbeared, and their downbears will be evidence against you and will eat your flesh like fire. You have laid up for bad posting in the last days. Behold, the good posts of the laborers who toiled on keyboards, which you ignored like a fraud, they are crying out against you, and the cries of these harvesters of dopamine have reached the ears of the Lord of posts (me). You have lived on the earth posting in self-indulgence. You have fattened your post counts in a day of slaughter. ...