Twitter is a special realm

Twitter is a toilet and you’ve all been favoriting my shits and showing them to your friends. Get pranked.

One day you’re all gonna forget about this little social media world and it’ll be great. No more of these complaints about being surrounded by word villains, no more of these dastardly couch politicians, basement experts. Twitter is literally the sole thing that has kept you from conquering the moon and the stars and the “all that beyond the moon n’ shit.”

My biggest issue with detaching myself from this pit is that I’m way too clingy and I love all the little dads that I’ve become acquainted with on my Progress. you know all who you are. I love you.

I keep reading this to the tune of Stage 2 from Parappa The Rapper. Any-whats-it, Twitter is still the worst. It’s like meeting good boys in prison. Y’all get to huddle together at lunch time, but you’ll still get cornered in the bathroom from time to time.

Actually, you know what? Screw this negativity, fuck the man. We’re all about positive vibes down here in Goblin Town. Do you know why we stopped the car?

Do I know why we stopped the car?

That’s because you just got your license.