It was bizarrely a frequently hired VHS back in the day in my family.

It’s a choice. He deliberately messes it up more when he’s about to be in front of the press.

Karma’s a made up wish upon a star, or like believing in a horoscope.

The reality is, you’re a very nasty minded little creature.

Such a yucky little personality.

OP never mentioned men. Bit of a slip on your part.

You’re so…icky

Cute

There’s a certain type of guy that wants a cybertruck. Most women would want to avoid that type of guy, and certainly wouldn’t want to accidentally procreate with them. So the cybertruck is the ultimate cock block for the good of all humankind.

Elder millennial

It’s so hard to say because the allergy has been present my whole life - many exposures. The same thing goes for the taste of peanuts/peanut butter - I couldn’t actually describe how it tastes because I’m about 30s from throwing up.

My responses to him are always prefaced with a big sigh. Because whatever I’m about to tell him is negative. And he often concludes with ‘so how can you care about this/why do you give a shit if it’s pointless’ and I’m finding it harder and harder to answer that question.

Ignorance truly is bliss

In Australia I can’t tell you how frustrating this is. People are so fucking selfish.

Imagine using the word simp

My partner lacked political engagement until his 30s for reasons so he occasionally has these hot takes. But he expresses them to me and I do feel bad because he’s not coming at it from an arrogant perspective. It’s ignorance, some naivete and also exasperation at a whole lot of shit things.

I have to gently explain to him why XYZ isn’t that simple or black and white, or why his idea doesn’t work - and the answer to that, 9 times out of 10, is ‘because money/rich people/greed/lobbyists/nimbyism’.

I’m just slowly chipping away at his innocence and it feels bad.

This is the best way of describing it. Assertive statements with very naive foundations. I can recognise some of my own thought patterns from when I was young in some of the things they say.

I know far too many people in their 40s who do this.

The way I try to reinforce the difference with people is this mnemonic device:

You don’t want a loose noose - or you might lose the extra ‘o’.

That’s just how his mum still feeds him so you can forgive him the assumption

I’m extremely allergic to it. I smell it and I can’t actually describe it as food - it just smells like danger.

You can think/have experienced all of that and still not be a fuckwit to the person trying to help you.

You can’t mention the fact that you don’t want to exist and don’t expect to be here in a few years, and not expect compassionate people to respond with concern and advice.

Consider /insufferablecunt as your new pronoun.

I add dark chocolate to most Red sauces I make