I have seen variations of the vegetable innvoation in the wild, although you can never tell when things are ironic anymore

Idk if they even really need to touch. Y’know that sorta telepath thing where you touch your forehead unnecessarily.

I think it’s just close enough proximity to do the biotic banging.

Oh god no, I don’t talk to people in public any more.

I have repeatedly gotten “oldman yells from porch” angry when seeing a string of "peak"s and "absolute cinema"s in the comments under any form of media which, at best, can only claim it wasn’t trying to sell me something. I won’t get further into that because it’s not productive and probably sounds elitist.

You don’t have to do PIV to meld with them or even get an asari pregnant…so probably no hallucinogenic sex mucus.

Somehow, without the aid of nuclear devestation, people have managed to reset to Year 0. Just “rediscovering” shit that already existed as if it’s new tech. And then try to sell it to people.

It’d almost be funny if it didn’t make me so fuckin mad.

I don’t…like that it’s running?

Weird. I thought it was funny because the dog’s face is funny-looking.

Idk. Everyone’s done something but I don’t know them like that.

I was adopting a joke stance against their dragon fuckinf.

I already lack the energy required to try and explain how you’ve created an unnecessary division.

Small talk is just talking about unimportant things, because it can be considered impolite to start digging into the core of stranger’s identity while you’re both waiting in line. Sounds to me like you’re putting your discomfort around strangers on small talk.

I am also an introvert. I’ve just put effort into trying to continue conversations.

I smiled.

I think everyone needs to recalibrate what ‘small talk’ is.

Some people are acting so opposed to small talk, as if it requires writing an essay on why you love a list of pop culture influencers and reality stars.

when we’re talking about the kitties doing something cute or what we wanna have for dinner that’s not small talk.

What else do you imagine is part of “small talk”?

I can’t, morally, upvote you but I appreciate your self-consistency.

It has to be excreted from your tear ducts.

Hit me with the 159, chef.

That’s just toeing the water. Seeing if the fragile skin of the fascist can withstand the temperature.

Finally! We’re getting some of the cool bits of dystopia. Where can I catch the robo-boxing vod?

Find out the best application of money to buy companies and turn them into worker coops.

What I’ve chosen to glean from this is that I should inflict varied and new terrors upon coworkers to help keep us on track.

I’ve been on enough planes to believe 2 minutes of evacuation time will see 5% evacuated and 95% trampled before the fiery inferno.