When one watches these films or tv shows where the good guy ends up leveling a gun at the bad guy and the bad guy taunts them that they don't have the guts to kill them
Look, all I'm saying that it doesn't have to be this zero-sum moral dilemma
Just shoot them in the kneecaps
Or better yet, the balls
/sorry, just watched too many stupid movies today while incapacitated on my Bed of Pain
//tired and cranky
Just got a call from an unknown number +639485042871 🚩 from a woman who asked if I had already received a call from BDO regarding the updating of my credit card, 🚩 informing me that I had P5k worth of unclaimed reward points from cc usage that is convertible to cash 🚩 but to claim them I needed to verify my account by giving her the LAST FOUR DIGITS of my account number 👀👀👀 🚩🚩🚩
2/3 Even though I know my account numbers by heart I said I did not have them on hand and that I would rather do this over the counter -- and while I was saying this last bit she abruptly hung up on me.
(Honey, a version of this scam has been attempted on me before, so it's a good thing I am a Paranoid Bitch of the first order and NEVER give any sort of numbers over the phone.)
1/ So I've spent a whole day on #Threads and I've realized:
Joining #Masto is like being invited to an open house party where you say hello and everyone says hi back and offers you a cheese hors d'ouevres and a drink and then you sit back and let the chatter wash over while you sit on the couch
2/ #Threads is like opening the door to that same party and you're immediately bowled over by an entire drunken football team with their wags dangling off their arms. They make you feel welcome but it's fucking overwhelming
3/ On #masto, after a while you're sitting on that couch but this time you've also collected a bunch of fellow weirdos and you're all happily geeking out about the same thing
On #threads, sure you might find your people but you can't hear each other over all the fucking screeching
4/4 but the thing is, both #masto and #threads are neighbors with #twitter, which is like that one creepy house in every neighborhood that all the kids are told to avoid but you KNOW they dare each other to go and poke the crazy Nazi yelling in the basement