The only thing that gets me hard is billionaires not getting their way.
If I win the Powerball I’ll be able to afford a good Dom.
Now the real paradox: if I can only cum when billionaires can’t get their way but I’m a billionaire and my mistress denies me orgasm, what happens? Does the universe implode on itself?
Whatcha gonna do about it, pussy boi?
Yep. One of many reasons I’m not catering to the whims of a billionaire and calling it what he wants it to be called. It’s going to continue to be Twitter as far as I’m concerned.
I’m gonna call it Twitter even harder now.
i’m going to stop calling it twitter when twitter.com redirects to x.com, and not the other way around
at that point i would stop talking about it, because X is just too stupid
His obsession with the letter X is like that middle school kid who used to talk about how many girlfriends he got and how good he is at being a bad ass…
Basically, he’s a less likeable version of Zane from Hypnospace Outlaw.
He’s a wannabe Steve Jobs who has chased his own one letter legacy for 30 years, pathetic.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. If you want him to fail, help him destroy Twitter’s brand.
Call it X.
I has worse brand recognition, terrible brand loyalty, and if only highlights that the product has changed for the worse.
