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genderdeath it's 2028, alexa informs you that a radiation storm is rolling in from the eastern wastes as your food replicator slowly prints a plate of soy protein wings. your wife holoprojects from work to tell you she has another nine hours at the amazon warehouse and she's gotta go before she burns her unpaid five minute lunch break. the seven friends you're sharing a studio apartment with are huddled on the floor, each jacked into vr rigs. the superbowl is endless and your heart is a yawning void.
genderdeath it's 2028, alexa informs you that a radiation storm is rolling in from the eastern wastes as your food replicator slowly prints a plate of soy protein wings. your wife holoprojects from work to tell you she has another nine hours at the amazon warehouse and she's gotta go before she burns her unpaid five minute lunch break. the seven friends you're sharing a studio apartment with are huddled on the floor, each jacked into vr rigs. the superbowl is endless and your heart is a yawning void.

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Robot Sex Slave

ひ$LATERひ @DeVito Follow ) it's 2028, your robot sex slave comes up and sucks your d--- as you're downloading the hologram full of buffalo chicken dip, your friends have turned the dining room table into a time portal, the kids are laughing from the playroom, its super bowl sunday and your heart is full 8:03 PM 7 Feb 2018
ひ$LATERひ @DeVito Follow ) it's 2028, your robot sex slave comes up and sucks your d--- as you're downloading the hologram full of buffalo chicken dip, your friends have turned the dining room table into a time portal, the kids are laughing from the playroom, its super bowl sunday and your heart is full 8:03 PM 7 Feb 2018

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You Wake Up

Local Oaf @MadJaymilton Follow It's 2028, your husband comes in and slaps you on the butt as you unplug the crockpot full of buffalo chicken dip. You kill yourself and instantly wake up as a child on your parents' bed. You've been asleep for half an hour. The sun is shining 12:51 AM-8 Feb 2018
Local Oaf @MadJaymilton Follow It's 2028, your husband comes in and slaps you on the butt as you unplug the crockpot full of buffalo chicken dip. You kill yourself and instantly wake up as a child on your parents' bed. You've been asleep for half an hour. The sun is shining 12:51 AM-8 Feb 2018

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First Sex in 14 Years

Am7 patent holder and sole proprietor ( Follow ) @Capittalism it's 2028,you & your husband just had sex for the first time in 14 years. your son got kicked out of school for saying the n word. you just found out your daughter is sapiosexual & you're worried about what your conservative neighbors will think. you shoved a crockpot up your assS 10:12 PM-7 Feb 2018
Am7 patent holder and sole proprietor ( Follow ) @Capittalism it's 2028,you & your husband just had sex for the first time in 14 years. your son got kicked out of school for saying the n word. you just found out your daughter is sapiosexual & you're worried about what your conservative neighbors will think. you shoved a crockpot up your assS 10:12 PM-7 Feb 2018

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Kimchi Spaghetti

WIG ON FOR PRINCE KSOO @tinyvocalist Follow it's 2028, your husband comes up and smacks your butt as you're making kimchi spaghetti, your mutuals have turned the dining room into an SM Superstar tournament, your kid chanyeol jr. kyungsoo kim-park is laughing from the playroom, it's exo showtime sunday & your heart is full 12:22 AM-7 Feb 2018
WIG ON FOR PRINCE KSOO @tinyvocalist Follow it's 2028, your husband comes up and smacks your butt as you're making kimchi spaghetti, your mutuals have turned the dining room into an SM Superstar tournament, your kid chanyeol jr. kyungsoo kim-park is laughing from the playroom, it's exo showtime sunday & your heart is full 12:22 AM-7 Feb 2018

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Twerking Ass in a Crockpot

drew @Drewphilips Follow ) it's 2028, your husband is twerking his ass in a crockpot, the children are cooking meth in the playroom, your friends have stinky farts from plugging their colons full of buffalo chicken dip, it's super bowl Sunday and your n------ are bleeding 9:31 PM -6 Feb 2018
drew @Drewphilips Follow ) it's 2028, your husband is twerking his ass in a crockpot, the children are cooking meth in the playroom, your friends have stinky farts from plugging their colons full of buffalo chicken dip, it's super bowl Sunday and your n------ are bleeding 9:31 PM -6 Feb 2018

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Zombie

Zachary Fox @zackfox Follow ) ﹀ Replying to @HannahFandel11 it's 2028, your husband comes up and hands you ammo as you're escaping a building full of zombies, your friends have turned a school bus into an armored vehicle, the kids are dead, it's super bowl sunday and the world you once knew has crumbled into oblivion 9:20 PM-6 Feb 2018
Zachary Fox @zackfox Follow ) ﹀ Replying to @HannahFandel11 it's 2028, your husband comes up and hands you ammo as you're escaping a building full of zombies, your friends have turned a school bus into an armored vehicle, the kids are dead, it's super bowl sunday and the world you once knew has crumbled into oblivion 9:20 PM-6 Feb 2018

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The Cybersmith

It's 2028, your qpp enters the kitchen to drop off something from the vegan whole grains store while you are busy preparing some cupcakes decorated with the ace flag. They platonically kiss you on the cheek and move to the sink to continue helping with the clean up before your guests arrive for your aroaesthetic aplatonic demiromantic awareness night. You can hear the kinnies loving kinnies in the living room. You take a breath and smile at this beautiful life you've built for yourself, your heart is full. It's 2028, your personal full size hatsune miku hologram enters the kitchen to take your life It's 2028, your waifu sexbot is sucking your d--- and making dinner at the same time, hell yeah It's 2028 and you sit in a bombed-out building in the ruins of Salt Lake City, writing a poem about your lost love. Your squadmate comes in to tell you its your turn for watch. You hope it's over soon, one way or another. War is hell. It's 10,000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000 standard cosmic time): your automated life-support robot trundles up to your brain-tank. You don't understand why it won't let you die, the way the last stars did. Relatively nearby, a black hole (possibly the only one left in the universe, redshift makes it impossible to tell) continues to pump heat into the void, sustaining your satellite. The others have all switched off. Perhaps they malfunctioned. Perhaps their robots had mercy In the distant corners of your cyborg mind, you recall the sound of children. There are no more children now. Nobody could bring themselves to reproduce after the energy reserves in the Dyson Sphere ran dry. That was when your father, or at least the man your memory tells you was your father, killed himself. He wasn't the first He wouldn't be the last. It is almost the end of time, and all you can do is wait.
It's 2028, your qpp enters the kitchen to drop off something from the vegan whole grains store while you are busy preparing some cupcakes decorated with the ace flag. They platonically kiss you on the cheek and move to the sink to continue helping with the clean up before your guests arrive for your aroaesthetic aplatonic demiromantic awareness night. You can hear the kinnies loving kinnies in the living room. You take a breath and smile at this beautiful life you've built for yourself, your heart is full. It's 2028, your personal full size hatsune miku hologram enters the kitchen to take your life It's 2028, your waifu sexbot is sucking your d--- and making dinner at the same time, hell yeah It's 2028 and you sit in a bombed-out building in the ruins of Salt Lake City, writing a poem about your lost love. Your squadmate comes in to tell you its your turn for watch. You hope it's over soon, one way or another. War is hell. It's 10,000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000, 000,000,000 standard cosmic time): your automated life-support robot trundles up to your brain-tank. You don't understand why it won't let you die, the way the last stars did. Relatively nearby, a black hole (possibly the only one left in the universe, redshift makes it impossible to tell) continues to pump heat into the void, sustaining your satellite. The others have all switched off. Perhaps they malfunctioned. Perhaps their robots had mercy In the distant corners of your cyborg mind, you recall the sound of children. There are no more children now. Nobody could bring themselves to reproduce after the energy reserves in the Dyson Sphere ran dry. That was when your father, or at least the man your memory tells you was your father, killed himself. He wasn't the first He wouldn't be the last. It is almost the end of time, and all you can do is wait.

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Brief Paper Expert

3,375 Retweets 20.1K Likes egowave this is the scariest tweet ive ever seen reading this made me feel like im in the twiight zone briefpaperexpert An update if you will allow me, "ahem It's 2028, your significant other enters the kitchen to drop off something from the freezer downstairs while you are busy preparing some kickass nachos. They kiss you on the cheek and move to the sink to continue helping with the clean up before your guests arrive for your Harry Potter movie night. You can hear the dogs playing in the living room. You take a breath and smile at this beautiful life you've built for yourself, your heart is full.
3,375 Retweets 20.1K Likes egowave this is the scariest tweet ive ever seen reading this made me feel like im in the twiight zone briefpaperexpert An update if you will allow me, "ahem It's 2028, your significant other enters the kitchen to drop off something from the freezer downstairs while you are busy preparing some kickass nachos. They kiss you on the cheek and move to the sink to continue helping with the clean up before your guests arrive for your Harry Potter movie night. You can hear the dogs playing in the living room. You take a breath and smile at this beautiful life you've built for yourself, your heart is full.

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Grandma Smacks Your Ass

Devon @leathershirts Follow it's 2028, your grandma comes in and smacks your ass while you iron the curtains, you just ordered 3 gallons of buffalo chicken wing dip off amazon, spongebob is in the next room. it's christmas and your heart is full 9:47 PM 6 Feb 2018
Devon @leathershirts Follow it's 2028, your grandma comes in and smacks your ass while you iron the curtains, you just ordered 3 gallons of buffalo chicken wing dip off amazon, spongebob is in the next room. it's christmas and your heart is full 9:47 PM 6 Feb 2018

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danababy97 tweet

Follow @danababy97 it's 2028, your buffalo chicken dip comes up and smacks your husbands butt as you're unplugging the dining room table, the kids have turned the playroom into a beer pong tournament, your heart are laughing from your friend, it's super bowl sunday and you're crock pot 8:45 PM-6 Feb 2018
Follow @danababy97 it's 2028, your buffalo chicken dip comes up and smacks your husbands butt as you're unplugging the dining room table, the kids have turned the playroom into a beer pong tournament, your heart are laughing from your friend, it's super bowl sunday and you're crock pot 8:45 PM-6 Feb 2018

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HannahFandell11 Tweet

hannah fandel @HannahFandel11 Follow it's 2028, your husband comes up and smacks your butt as you're unplugging the crockpot full of buffalo chicken dip, your friends have turned the dining room table into a beer pong tournament, the kids are laughing from the playroom, it's super bowl sunday and your heart is full 8:36 PM-4 Feb 2018
hannah fandel @HannahFandel11 Follow it's 2028, your husband comes up and smacks your butt as you're unplugging the crockpot full of buffalo chicken dip, your friends have turned the dining room table into a beer pong tournament, the kids are laughing from the playroom, it's super bowl sunday and your heart is full 8:36 PM-4 Feb 2018

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