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The reason why me and Third get along so astonishingly is we're both omnivores and we're both mean. Raised on diets of Twitter, terrible parents, and forced to breath in between racing thoughts that slow/elevate our hearts by about 30 BPM compared to the rest of the board. We look at see people...

Corpse moved from Simon/Luka to Craner b/c there's no expectations. They have that relationship where people point out to someone that there's a guy who wears his old things he threw out and tries to pass himself off as that same guy. Similarly you can see Corpse hanging out in one of Craner's...

The only proper dad on this forum might be Eden because he's so gentle and nice and trying to give everyone space to get their feelings out. Also provides a positivity and gentility that makes you feel bad if you try to go for his throat like most message boards encourage. He's a man beyond the...

Luke constantly wanders between kids and I worry for him, speaking of sacred cows and being rude to forum members. Like he adopted Corpsey and then he caved under the pressure. He tried adopting me but I'm too deeply mistrusting and insane. He moved onto Barty but he has to share joint custody...

He needed to hear it then and he needs to hear it now.

Nah fam this is very much an old man bridge club setting about music we stumbled into. There's only so much thrill to be gotten out of kicking over the table again and again.

I wonder if this gets Woebot to ban me. Ah well. It's not a period of intense posting on here from me if I'm not reprehensible in some direction.

Has Zhao raped? The answer is Probably but he's insane so it gets foggy as to how angry you can get with him. At least Third doesn't feel like he'd ever actually rape. Emasculate people? Obviously. But hey.

Also explains why Corpsey's become a suicidal shitposter guy. Luke trying to dad-bully him doesn't help.

Oh wow this isn't good but also I never ever have to read Zhao ever again. New era....

.... So what I've gathered from this is that like, I'm right (which I can accept) and uh... So did Eden mute Tea on the Forum? Like we can mute each other now? Or was this twitter?

The clear generational divide is that we're all too busy forcing the words out and our brains have been altered far too long by chat boxes that we don't read the same as y'all. Third is arguing with the world and thus is both too broad and too specific for unique individual understandings. Plus...

But it is. Or rather it can be. What you're keying in on is the fact that people have misused the autotune in order to provide a different sense of character. Subtle auto-tune, when used properly is hardly detectable and has been the bedrock of a ton of western pop-rock even in it's earlier...

Honestly I don't think anything about Thug that was great was his auto-tune usage but like.... I had this fight with Barty too lol.

That omnivorous appearance is in part affected by the demands of the profession. If you are only talking about your own interests and not contributing you get seen as a nuisance and a weirdo. This is why there is a certain cynicism to be found in these critics who all talk about each another's...

Unrelated to anything really but the Muggs stuff indicates a bigger issue which is that so many writers have realized within the last two or three years that they're increasingly becoming powerless when they work in this industry in a way that treats it like an occupation rather than a arena to...

I guess one of you can try.

Hmmm. Anyone want to buy me this book? I'm broke atm. I feel like given some of my posts here I've earned like, at least a lousy shrunken PDF of the book

Drake didn't like grime Publicly until grime nostalgia converted into a newfound value for a rap audience that was slightly left enough to take a newfound interest in grime. I'm being facetious here but the fact is I know so many hip fashionable blogger types (proto-influencer people) and the...

I feel guilty for encouraging Drake fans to get into grime tbqh. Looking at a Ruff Squad set makes me feel slight tinges of shame and regret.