Philza Hate Blog after MCC19

i suffer from a disease called “not wanting to work”, and it’s incurable

My favourite math fact is that 0.9999999.. is equal to 1. Exactly. Not approximately. Not as a rounded number. 0.9999 (recurring) is exactly 1.

Question. How the fuck does that work?

Your first warning sign should have been when they called the Bismark Model of healthcare, literally named after the nationalist monarchist and noble statesman who invented it, far left.

I don’t know how to explain to people that, in any other country, Biden would be a conservative and somehow most Americans have been convinced he’s a commie.

until I realised that we don’t really have a ‘left’... I always wondered how my “where are you politically?” results always put me off the scale left. I guess that makes me, globally, a centrist? ...tho one of them called me an anarchist. I have to wonder what “anarchist” means when translated out of American

it means french

Some notes don’t get it… Yes that is literally what it is, the idea that working less is just morally wrong.

To all the cishet gnc people who are afraid to present themselves they way they want, whether it’s out of fear of others immediately clocking you as queer even if you dont identify that way or a fear of being made fun of for simply not conforming to societies standards and general idea of what a cishet person should look like, we see you.

we have to burn down gamefreak

My only real and valid writing tip is that you google every word you make up for your fantasy stories. That's It

there won't be any results though because you just made it up

One time I made up a name for a character and after googling it discovered it was a Zimbabwean slur

the word for this is genocide

Fun family story: when my aunt was marrying her wife everyone was really excited but also dreading it because my aunt is known for her insanely long speeches so everyone knew her vows would be like 9 hours long so when it came time for her to say her vows she had a shit ton of cue cards in her hands and even her wife started groaning and my aunt took a deep inhale and then unravelled all the cue cards which were taped together and they all just read ‘HOT DAMN’ in giant letters and those were my aunts vows.