imagine like at some point there's a huge blowout of shit and everyone is mad and takes a plate from this pile of shit home and puts in the fridge. and you know as times move on people start realizing that's fucking nasty. why would I even want to keep this plate of shit in my fridge to begin with. so they start throwing out their plates of shit because, dude, that's just fucking insane to have held onto in the first place.
but then there's one or another person who every once in a while decides to not just take the plate of shit off the fridge but also re-heat in the fucking microwave and it just gets more rancid and far removed from the original pile of shit every time.
and they post and brag about still having the plate of shit- and they're convinced everyone also still has their plates of shit! it just so happens that they're actually SO brave and authentic and truthful and admit to having hold on to the plate, unlike those other people.
