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telephone wires are the sky's lingerie and if i'm being honest i'm not that into it

They need to make a Steam Afterlife app where you can pick who'll get all your video games when you pass away. It should link to a chip in your heart that sends the signal to pass down your library to your next of kin or your fiercest homie as soon as you croak. It should also explode your beneficiary's chip if they don't play your favorite video games within 2 years.

First the robots came for the jobs of unskilled workers, and I did not speak out, for I was not an unskilled worker Then the robots came for the jobs of the creators, and I did not speak out, for I was not a creator Then the robots came for the jobs of alcoholics trying to get home from the pub at closing time while needing a piss, and nobody spoke up for me, because I was passed out face-down in a puddle of my own urine

Imagine if Polish translations of famous creepypastas didn't keep the character names the same as in English... What if we had Pan Smukły... Grabiak... Piesek-Uśmieszek(.jpg)... Maybe even Józek Dźgacz...