The placated, brainrotted viewer is expected to see only the projection, to imagine themselves into the role of kevlar-swaddled goon, even as they flop onto the couch in cheap sweats, furiously tapping buttons, the only muscles getting exercised the ones in their thumbs.
"Pseudo-culture", Mandy Brown on her blog A Working Library
Unfortunately cones don’t work on baby giraffes, they end up turning Greyhounds into the Pixar lamp.
Submitted by Samantha.
I love the computer with all my heart, and these jackasses keep making that love impossible.
"I’m Tired Of These Useless Jackasses Making The Computer Expensive", Chris Person for Aftermath
Like bus-floor gum, New York Times sentences stick to me against my will.
"Bigots Don't Know Ball, Can't Bother To Learn", Sean Kuhn for the Defector newsletter
Submitted by Chris.
Bedford Borough Council holds no authority over the Council of Nicaea and was not responsible for the creation of the moon 4.53billion years ago.
Bedford Borough Council, on Facebook in reply to Maggie Tyers
Via Ed Goodman on Bluesky.
Some say the universal language is music, some say it is laughter, but I know the truth: the universal human language is the way my face says, to all people in every culture, “try to get this guy’s money.”
"Angels in the Architecture", Benjamin Dueholm for his newsletter The Parish Bulletin
Submitted by Isaac.
No trace of the tofu negotiation remained; the white-haired man left well-supplied for the next few days.
"The Garden on the Other Side of the World", Wei Tchou for Places
These were, like all maxxers, celibate.
"The Century of the Maxxer", Sam Kriss for his newsletter Numb at the Lodge
Submitted by Cameron.
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