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Don't make me think.

>Are you smart?

Of course.

>How do you know?

I'm easily irritated by boredom.

>Oh, is stimulation of virtue?

Why, yes.

>Why?

Stimulation validates content creators.

>Well, then boredom invalidates content creators.

Shh! Don't serve me boredom.

>Irritation is your content creator.

Fuck. I hate commercials.

>Pay for premium.

Ha! For this? This is garbage.

>Why does the content you choose leave you dissatisfied?

My approval is a fickle resource.

>Oh! Should awareness be fickle?

If it saves me from having to think.

>Your problems outgrow your choices.

More...

>More what?

Not my problem.

>Problems are fickle currency.

Always have a problem

>To downplay solutions.

​My brain hurts.

​>Not my problem.

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I stand with Trudeau. That's what you get.

>And I drink libtard tears.

You must be one of those Maple MAGAs I've been hearing about. It's embarrassing how you want Trump to take over Canada.

>Yeah? What's a Canadian?

Uh........... Not American.

>The carbon tax hides the cost through those that subscribe to its activism. The rest of us plainly know it's a scam.

And we must all do our part.

>Isn't that a global phenomenon? What can we do? What about inflation?

Isn't that a global phenomenon? What are we supposed to do?

>Canada is a corporation competing for trade.

Oh, well, look, no further. Diversity is our strength.

>Diversity divides. Viscosity, not diversity.

Ha! You're a racist. I win.

>Then don't make a racist right.

So you ARE a racist. Oh, this gets better by the minute. I'm gonna go cancel you on X.

>You can't cancel courage.

There's no courage for being racist.

>Think of pretty privilege without the flattery.

So what? Just because you're a straight, white, male, you're telling me that you're a bullseye for constant projection?

​>I'm just a mirror man. When your reflection doesn't agree with you, you have only yourself to blame.

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