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Gang hit me with that oxford study

Putin: "Buy American! I did. Donald Trump is the best purchase I ever made."

I lowkey forgot about this one friend. For context I was looking for a duo and they responded and we ended up playing one game but our schedules weren’t good I guess bc I play earlier and they play later. Like 4-9. I told them I play earlier and then somehow they texted me at like 9 to play? And we just played till 1am. Which I guess I hated the next day bc less sleep but I didn’t have to work. Anyway I’d try to to text them earlier like 2pm but they couldn’t play. And then a few times they’d text me at 9pm to play but I’d say it’s too late for me. One time they just deleted it I saw the notification but I had to sleep bc I had work early. Anyway I try to forget them. I unadded/ blocked them. Incase I forget them to they change their name and play in my face. Except I didn’t unadd in discord. The thing is I SAW them playing through discord I think? Idk but I saw them playing at like 3 or 4pm squads with others so :/ I’m like why can’t we play that early? When I ask it’s you can’t or you text me at 9pm when I’ve told you I don’t play that late except x days. I basically forgot about them. Then like 3 weeks later they tell me they’re getting on this time they actually earlier than usual from when they’d text me. But it’s too late like you just remembered my existence 3 weeks later? Now you can ask to play earlier instead of 9pm. And I’m pretty sure we’re the same time zone or close.

Quit exaggerating everything it doesn't take me HOURS to cook a meal it was maybe 45 minutes and 30 minutes the last time which included me eating. There's no way my ramen stinks up the entire house and there's no way your clothes smell like them the smell isn't traveling though TWO closed doors and into the closet NO ONE ELSE HAS COMPLAINED now I have to give away my favorite ramen because I'm now not allowed to eat it in my own house.

It's incredibly ironic that Republicans claim to hate artificial intelligence, yet they want workers to behave like robots. They push for longer hours, fewer breaks, and higher productivity, treating employees like machines rather than human beings. They want AI to be banned, yet they're perfectly fine with overworking and underpaying real people. They cry about job losses to automation, but they're the ones who create the conditions that make workers feel like cogs in a machine. They want to control AI, but they can't even control their own greed. It's a double standard that's as clear as day. They want the benefits of automation without the responsibility of treating workers like humans. They want to have their cake and eat it too, and it's a hypocrisy that's hard to stomach. They talk about freedom and individualism, but they're more than happy to turn workers into mindless drones. It's a sad state of affairs, and it's time for Republicans to wake up and smell the coffee. The irony doesn't stop at the workplace. Republicans want to limit AI, but they're more than willing to strip away workers' rights. They want to ban AI, but they're fine with banning workers from taking a simple pee break. They want to control AI, but they can't control their own desire to exploit workers. They talk about the dangers of AI, but they're more than happy to treat workers like disposable parts. They want to protect jobs, but they're willing to sacrifice workers' health and well-being. They want to limit AI, but they can't limit their own greed. It's a hypocrisy that's as clear as day, and it's time for Republicans to face the music. They can't have it both ways, and it's time for them to make a choice: either treat workers like humans or admit that they're the real robots in this equation. The hypocrisy of Republicans is truly staggering. They want to ban AI, but they're more than willing to turn workers into mindless automatons. They talk about the dangers of AI, but they can't see the danger in their own policies. They want to protect jobs, but they're willing to sacrifice workers' rights and dignity. They want to limit AI, but they can't limit their own greed. It's a double standard that's as clear as day, and it's time for Republicans to wake up and smell the coffee. They can't have it both ways, and it's time for them to make a choice: either treat workers like humans or admit that they're the real robots in this equation. The irony is not lost on anyone, and it's time for Republicans to face the music. They need to stop being lazy and start leading with real solutions that treat workers like the humans they are.

Republicans are lazy in countless ways, and it's time to call them out. First, they're lazy when it comes to climate change, refusing to take meaningful action to protect our planet. They'd rather deny the problem exists than lift a finger to fix it. Second, they're lazy in their approach to healthcare, blocking affordable options and leaving millions without care. Third, they're lazy with their taxes, giving themselves massive cuts while expecting the rest of us to foot the bill. Fourth, they're lazy with education, underfunding schools and leaving our kids behind. Fifth, they're lazy with voting rights, making it harder for people to vote while pretending to care about democracy. Sixth, they're lazy with infrastructure, ignoring crumbling roads and bridges. Seventh, they're lazy with social safety nets, cutting programs that help the most vulnerable. Eighth, they're lazy with foreign policy, prioritizing corporate interests over global stability. Ninth, they're lazy with gun control, refusing to act after countless tragedies. Tenth, they're lazy with immigration, pushing cruel policies instead of finding real solutions. Eleventh, they're lazy with criminal justice reform, upholding a broken system. Twelfth, they're lazy with campaign finance reform, letting big money drown out the people's voice. Thirteenth, they're lazy with LGBTQ+ rights, resisting equality. Fourteenth, they're lazy with reproductive rights, controlling women's bodies. Fifteenth, they're lazy with mental health care, neglecting a growing crisis. Sixteenth, they're lazy with drug policy, failing to address addiction. Seventeenth, they're lazy with pandemic response, downplaying the threat and leaving people to suffer. It's time for Republicans to stop being lazy and start leading with real solutions.

Republicans, it's time to wake up and take responsibility for your actions. Littering is a problem that affects us all, and it's high time you stop expecting your kids to clean up after you. It's lazy and irresponsible to leave your beer cans and other trash behind, expecting others to pick up after you. You're not only creating a mess, but you're also teaching your children bad habits. It's time to step up and show some respect for your community and the environment. Start by picking up your own trash, and encourage others to do the same. It's a simple task that can make a big difference in keeping our neighborhoods clean and beautiful. So, let's stop being lazy and start taking action. It's time to lead by example and show that Republicans care about more than just politics. Let's come together and make a positive change for our communities and our planet. It's also important to remember that littering has a direct impact on wildlife and the environment. Beer cans and other trash can harm animals and pollute our waterways. By taking responsibility for your actions and picking up your trash, you're not only keeping your neighborhood clean, but you're also helping to protect the environment. So, let's stop being lazy and start taking action. It's time to show that Republicans care about more than just politics and that we're willing to do our part to keep our communities and our planet clean and healthy. Let's lead by example and inspire others to do the same. It's a simple task that can make a big difference, and it's time for Republicans to step up and take responsibility for their actions.

No,no...UsaMike wouldn't talk to her on S1milar Worlds, let alone fly her out. He is too timid and shy. He's inexperienced in talking to women. Only hesitantly if she dms first.

The long black haired woman who wizardry flew out was now being flown out by USA MIKE. He even told her to wear something red white and blue. She left Australia for the USA quickly. She previously had a bag packed and ready in case wizardry would fly her out again. Standing at the airport she waited for USA MIKE And for a moment she could swear she seen wizardry while at the airport. But.., he’s a New Zealander…. Before going to his house they stopped at a “fancy” restaurant. No McDonald’s this time. Now it was Panera bread. She takes a photo or her food and opens Zangi. To brag about how a real man is treating him. The bar is low. Upon sending it she hears the Zangi notification sound a few tables behind her. She turns and locks eyes with wizardry. USA MIKE unaware as he eats his protein sandwich and his protein shake he brought from home. “I’m… I’m gonna get a drink refill” she says grabbing her drink and walking over to the machine to which wizardry follows. USA MIKE doesn’t seem to care. “Huh, seems we met again…Yknow we should hang out tonight… I’ll text you in zhangi” he says not even letting her get a word. And just like that he was gone, and she’d wait for his text…. But now she returned to her date with Mike.

I'd fold your clothes for you

If the Republicans are spam texting their candidates THIS much, then they must be desperate. I've never had to block this many numbers before...yet here I am for the past 2 weeks, blocking bullshit left and right.

Wizardry’s eyes caught the little gray dot on the sidebar under "Recent Visitors"—**USAMike**. He clicked the profile, scanning the minimalist page. No flashy headers, no dramatic statuses, no inbox activity. To Wizardry’s swollen, self-important ego, USAMike was the ultimate canvas: a quiet, inexperienced lurker who desperately needed the guidance of an "alpha" who knew how the game worked. Wizardry stroked his rough beard with greasy fingers, a smug grin spreading across his face. He pulled up a fresh DM window, ready to bestow his unearned wisdom. > **Wizardry:** *I noticed you lurking on my page, Mike. No need to be shy. I see you keeping a low profile on the feed, never making a move on any of the ladies. A guy like you is missing out because you don't know the secrets. You want to know why I get so much attention on here?* Sitting across the country in his quiet room, USAMike saw the orange notification box pop up. He froze, his heart doing a small nervous flutter. He had barely ever spoken to anyone on the site, let alone the most notorious character on the main wall. Hesitantly, Mike typed back: > **USAMike:** *Uh, hi Wizardry. I don't really know... I just mostly read posts. I'm not really good at talking to women, honestly. Just trying to be polite.* Wizardry practically cackled out loud in his empty room. "Polite!" he scoffed to himself, shaking his head with deep condescension. "That’s his mistake right there. Being *polite*." He leaned over his keyboard, typing out his response with dramatic, authoritative speed: > **Wizardry:** *'Polite' gets you put in the friendzone, bro. Women on SW don't want polite. They want a man who takes charge. Look at my profile—women are constantly sending me badges, clown gifts, piggy banks... they're obsessed with me because I dominate the room.* Mike stared at the screen, blinking in utter confusion. *Wait, doesn't he know those gifts are people making fun of him getting scammed?* Mike thought, his gentle nature preventing him from actually typing it out. Wizardry kept rolling, dropping his "golden rules" into the chat like a self-proclaimed pick-up guru: > **Wizardry:** *Here's the blueprint, Mike. Take notes:* > *1. Never ask them what they like. Tell them what you like.* > *2. Drop the phrase 'plane ticket' within the first three messages. It sets an elite frame.* > *3. Get them off this public garbage immediately. Move them to Zangi. Real women love secret apps.* > *4. If they play hard to get, offer to help them out—like a $20 Amazon card. It shows you're a high-value provider.* Mike sat back in his chair, rubbing the back of his neck. The advice was so catastrophically bad, so undeniably delusional, that it almost felt like a comedy routine. > **USAMike:** *I don't know, man... $20 gift cards sound kind of like a scam. And isn't Zangi where people go when they don't want site mods seeing what they're doing? I think I'd rather just comment on someone's post about their day or something.* Wizardry scoffed loudly, hitting his desk with his palm. > **Wizardry:** *And that's why you're single, Mike! Commenting about 'their day'? That's beta behavior. You have to hunt! Look, I'm literally in the middle of closing a deal with a 24-year-old stunner right now using this exact formula. Watch and learn, kid. Soon you'll have women begging for your Zangi ID too.* Mike slowly closed the DM window, shaking his head with a faint, sympathetic smile. He took another sip of his coffee, opened the main wall, and went right back to quiet lurking—feeling a lot better about his own shyness than he ever had before.

USAMike sat in front of his monitor, quietly sipping a cup of black coffee as the S1milarWorlds feed rolled by. He rarely posted status updates and hardly ever ventured into anyone's DMs. Talking to women on the site made his palms sweat, and he never quite knew what to say. He was content just lurking, reading the threads, and staying out of the spotlight. Then he saw the notification bell ping on the main timeline. Wizardry was at it again. USAMike watched as Wizardry posted his newest declaration about "class and elegance," followed almost immediately by the thread where he fell for the $20 Amazon gift card setup from **@Angel_Eyes_2002**. USAMike blinked at the screen, letting out a small, quiet exhale. *How does he do it?* Mike thought to himself, genuinely baffled. *I can barely bring myself to say 'hi' to someone on here, and this guy is out here running the exact same script, getting scammed twice in two days, and still acting like he's a king.* For a guy like Mike, who felt out of his depth around women, watching Wizardry's unearned confidence was like watching a train wreck in slow motion. Wizardry didn't have any actual skill or charm. He just had zero shame and a total immunity to embarrassment. Mike hovered his cursor over the comment section of the thread. He thought about typing out a simple *"Bro, stop..."* or dropping one of those facepalm GIFs the regulars were using. He hesitated for a second, his shy nature winning out. He deleted the draft, closed the comment box, and just shook his head with a faint smile, going back to quietly lurking in the background while Wizardry pushed his luck once more.

I hate talking to people in general. It's not even hard, it's just draining and not fun in any capacity. If I could completely keep to myself, I would. Unfortunately, too many people where I live have a habit of trying to make small talk at every opportunity.

just stressed clean n i am no sleep so feeling great

USAMike and Wizardry started their friendship in the most funniest way. They both slid into the same woman's dms on S1milar Worlds. Or rather, she slid into theirs, to keep the options open. After all, it was the hunting season and they were the prey.

S1milar Worlds should enter its banishment era just as muttor did in early 2024

It's Zangi, not Zhangi. You're welcome.

Wizardry leaves his interview with hr Rachel, who limps around the office suddenly for the rest of the day. Her throat also sore. At lunch time she sat at her desk drinking hot tea , a zhangi notification going off which she gave a suprised face. It was a photo from wizardry… where the sun doesn’t shine, She didn’t realize the black haired woman was outside lurking, trying to figure out how to get wizardry back. He wouldn’t even reply to her dms in SlMlLAR WORLDS. She had an idea… become HR Rachel. … larp as her as some corporate hr woman and maybe wizardry would look her way. She could always get a wig or dye her long black hair.

Am I not cleaning because of depression or laziness? I can't tell anymore.