Old Man Yells at Clouds, Part 10,001
Back in the day, I used to throw up in my mouth a little bit whenever I heard someone use the word “selfie.” It was just so childishly cutesie, so full of frosting and sugar and sparkles, a trying-too-hard combination of My Little Pony meets “I’m gonna be an influencer when I grow up” that really just made my teeth ache, and still does.
Fingernails on a blackboard, just thinking about the word:
Selfie.
Ugh.
Anyway, hello there vibe coding.
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