I worked customer service at Kmart for a few years and encountered a lot of old classmates. Fortunately I had lost a bunch of weight since I had last seen them, and all of my hair fell out, so nobody knew who I was. I could tell some people thought I was maybe familiar, but I was never identified outright. I felt like a secret agent.

It’s a shitty class to play.

My nephew is one of the worst I’ve ever smelled. Just the overwhelming scent of damp, reused football socks and armpit. How he can’t smell his own smog is beyond my comprehension. I can’t imagine the smell of a classroom.

Da Baer’s aere gonna win it this yeahr, boys.

Every now and then I just save the German memes and send them to my English group chats to make sure they’re confused too.

I love staring at a small, rusty, unassuming chimney and knowing it’s just sitting on top of the fucking Vatican.

What’s over her mouth there?

I have cracks on the corners of my fingers, beside the nail. They run deep and I have to put Polysporin with lidocaine on them to reduce the throbbing sting. It’s due to a combination of biting my nails and working a job that requires constant antibacterial hand-washing. I hate it.

Shit’s embarrassing. I used to think I was such a clever person, but came across like a loser and a try-hard. Most of them got all of 2 likes, if any.

Always fat, stupid fucks that resemble McNuggets.

Immigration Canada wanted proof of my wife and I’s relationship, so we dumped a packet of printed call logs on them as thick as a novel. Skype certainly served its purpose.

PARATHOROLOPHUTH!!

WE… THOUGHT… CHUU… WAS… A… TOOOAAAD-UH…

Sure, but the other comments are well within the range of normal replies to that soft of thing. The other commentors did not launch into a tirade that eventually included baffling accusations of impersonation. That’s where things got particularly dicey for me.

Without intending to sound ironic, and given that we’re currently having this conversation on a literal Shitpost sub, it’s entirely possible that you may be neurodivergent and are not processing the humor.

I don’t know either, but thanks for your reply. The more I interact with some of the commentors, the more bewildered I’m left after. First weird interaction I’ve had on Lemmy.

Yes, it’s my primarily language. I thought describing Pixar fan porn artists as ghoulish was humorous, but it seems like there are a lot of advocates present who are defensive of the word.

You’re a confusing person and I’m not really sure I understand your psychology, or why you think I’m actively using two accounts to thwart your disability.

What?