the day twitter died for me was the day they killed the silly cute bot accounts.
there was an account that would every morning post a video of an elite from halo saying greetings.
every morning i would make a cup of tea in my custom printed mug that said "dont talk to me until ive had my [picture of an elite] greetings" and scroll twitter. and after 10-15 minutes, i would come across the bot's morning greetings post, and i knew it was time for me to get up and start my day.
you've ruined everything, elon. you stole my greetings. those mornings were so nice.
everywhere i go everyone compliments me on the particle cannons i attached to my body. they say things like "those look effective against armored targets, and also very precise" and then i blush cutely and obliterate a scrap car
look. fungus can be pretty bad in your house, both structurally and in terms of the inherent health effects of having a living organism have sex on your walls and then release the resulting millions of spores into a confined space. but like. if you have three admirably large shelf-like mushrooms sprouting from the base of the wall in your living room, and they create a spore print so large it billows out a good couple feet….. idk man that might just be theirs now