I mean, the sequel was literally called US Marshals

So they’re saying they want to guide folks to diets with lower farting by… telling folks when and how often they fart?

Like you don’t know that already? and who the fuck is living this sad life that needs AI drawers to strava their ass???

Am I living under a rock such that as it turns out most people have uncontrollable flatulence running rampant to the point we need medically enhanced AI? And they can’t tell nor track how often they pass gas???

Is farting such a necessary thing that folks can’t live their daily life without AI intervention? Am I living on some parallel earth where my life isn’t focused on farting gas like a Junji Ito comic?

Is the world mostly folks who are about to explode from gas at any given moment?

La cucaracha!!!

James Lew don’t count?

I keep dreaming of attending a university to see if I want to take an advanced degree program there.

However, while I participate to a degree, I have zero obligation to participate in the class or anything final at all. Of course the class is full of everyone I’ve known since high school and college.

I always wake up from those dreams melancholy.

Every one of them I’ve ever met were rich trust fund kids who just wanted to pull up the ladder behind them.

It was never about advocating for other gay/trans people, they just want to carve out a space where they personally do not have to pay taxes on their third house in p-town.

Don’t jinx it!