Memetic Monday: Time to Blast Off Into a World of Pure Imagination

I wish I could have played it like this. I always sort of meant to. Just didn’t really work out that way.

It’s that time again!

Time to put aside all your woes and enter a world of wonder!

By the way, I’m not even lying when I tell you: this was finished yesterday, but the internet was broken or whatever.

I don’t know.

I’m trying to get these out on time, but like the inspirational woman quote goes: “Sometimes life has other plans.” More like “sometimes Grey Goose has other plans” in my case, though it’s the same principle. (Jk, it was Russian Standard. Biden economy and all.)

And hey, uh… I was just wondering if, you know, you guys saw my fiction story I wrote? It’s not very good, but I wanted to see what people thought of the potential.

If you want to comment on it, you can sign up on The Gamer Uprising, which is a BBS site I post on that is not affiliated with this site. If you sign up, you will have to go into a “Newfag Barn” until you get enough positive feedback to post on the main forum. I’m not calling you a “faggot,” my parasocial friend. “Newfag” is old language from a forgotten time, when “newbs” were known as “newfags.” Because of political correctness, “newfag” was replaced with “newb” by all major Jewish companies. I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings, but I have to respect tradition.

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You can comment on the story on this thread. You can also comment on other stuff there too if you want.

I’m having a midlife crisis and I have a brain tumor and I want to do some side projects.

Anyway, yeah, just thought, you know. Whatever. Don’t sign up if you are worried about it or don’t care or whatever. Just putting it out there.

Also, as regards commenting, I don’t know if you people know this, but I’m the top columnist (aside from Unz himself) on and you can comment there on some of my stories.

But yeah.


Here’s the Editor’s Pick of the Week:

And the Runner-Up:

(Bitch, no one gives a shit about your garbage art. We’re giving cats careers at train stations now, you stupid bitch. This is the new world of robots. You do the dishes, robots make the art, cats conduct the trains. If you don’t like it you can kill yourself or go fight for the Ukraine.)

And the primo collection: