Hey, you wild deaf monkeys at Lemmy. I’ve just wandered into this crazy jungle, and I’ve got to ask, are we all rocking the same type of autism here, or is this place a mixed bag of spectrum madness? But here’s the real deal. What’s that one messed-up, Ebola-level, turtle-paced, or dead-19-year-old-turkey quirk that makes you the king or queen of this nutty zoo? You know, the kind of thing that’s so wild it either makes everyone laugh or run for cover. I’m here for the madness, the chaos, and all the weird, wonderful stuff that makes Lemmy such a one-of-a-kind place. So, spill the beans, you crazy monkeys. I’m ready for whatever wild stories you’ve got
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spill the beans
I think reading this post halved my brain cells.
If this post halved your brain cells, consider it a mercy. The few you had weren’t doing you any favours. Maybe when you’re down to none, you’ll finally achieve that blissful emptiness you’ve been chasing.
I’ll start: I’m normal
The evidence disagrees with you.
Impressive how much confidence you have for someone who’s barely got a grip on their own reality. If you’re gonna judge, at least make it worth my time.
what?
