there’s a 60% chance this guy is a software developer.

clearly it’s the evidence.

I saw a porno decades ago where a 400 pound Greek god of a man, sweat streaking off his rotund belly, was pounding into this petite woman who was reluctantly engaged in coitus with the monstrosity.

the camera gets closer and you see the sweat rolling down his belly and dripping between them isn’t just sweat.

this mustachioed golden brown god is literally drinking a can of creamed corn, and poorly at that. bits of corn and corn juice roll down his stubbly chin and drips obscenely onto his chest. it continues to trail down, finally disappearing from view under his overhanging belly and her small boney posterior. the final resting place for those kernels lead the imagination to feel filthy and disgusted with oneself.

between the tears, running mascara, creamed corn, and his grotesque form, it was like witnessing a living Renaissance painting.

it was perfect.

ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-Ba-Ba-BA-BA-BA-BALL-BALL-BABA-BALL-BA-BALL-BALL

DON’T YOU KNOW ABOUT THE BALL?! WELL EVERYBODY KNOWS ABOUT THE BALL!

I watch a lot of bodycam footage, like 30 hours a week.

I’ve heard this exact phrase literally hundreds of times.

it’s not a good thing.

that’s one way to unify the conservatives.

they do love their children…

between that and rotten.com I was thoroughly desensitized.

Crazy old Maurice you say?

For me at least it seems there are way less bots here.

for now.

we’re probably about 3-6 months away from a major AI bot infestation.

chimp as a gimp?

what becomes of oar? is it orar?

bet it was lasagna noodles.