Four men sit around slobbering into black bulbous missiles aimed at their noise holes. Their witticism hitting talking points confirming boomers. Can't joke about anything new. New is scary! People don't want to hear scary. They want a cozy blanket on their ears. Their ear hairs gently soaking sipping soothingly warm rooibos tea. They protect free speech. Kill a man, and get criticized: that's just cancel culture! They protect our parks. Most photographed fools in America.
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Thursday, January 1, 2026
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Giving baby boomers a bad name, eh? Ha! Are the bulbous missiles mics?
ReplyDeleteYes, the bulbous missiles are mics! There's a mic that is in common use in podcasting, I think the Shure SM57 or something like that... which is this black stumpy thing shoved in their faces haha
ReplyDeleteI thought so.
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