Sneaks and Roomies in Hell

These, right here? These are my new sneaks—rather, they will be. They’ve not arrived yet but I just got an email saying they’ll be shipped soon. YEA!

Yes, I previously posted that I brought home a sweet pair of deep purple, suede Vans. Tragically, when I got home and walked around (more than just a couple laps of the Vans store), I found my beauties to be much too challenging for my balance-banjaxed walking abilities. (insufficient arch support maybe?)

Luckily, Ten and I wear the same size so he’s got a new pair of cool kicks.

I resigned myself to getting a pair of comfy but aesthetically boring Nikes. I cruised over to the website and found an amazing new deal. You can actually customize certain styles. This is fucking awesome+ with a side of way-fucking-cool sauce! Naturally, this takes longer (and costs more) than the plain, snoozy white shoes with a swoosh. But, HEY, I deserve a pair of fun shoes! I splurged.
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Who do you think Von ShitzInPantz’s roommate in Hell will be? Yes, this is assuming that a place of perpetual suffering for all bad, evil humans actually exists. 

Cake enjoying spa time by the humidifier

To my mind, such a place would inevitably be horrifically overcrowded. Because of this, residents of the abyss would need to bunk together. I mean, there are exceptions but humans aren’t generally the most gracious, caring and supportive of beings. We’ve got nothing on dogs and cats. By the by, all animals go to Heaven…of course.

Back to Cheato’s roomies though—I’m figuring his bunkmate would be a fellow malignant narcissist. You know, someone like Saddam Hussein, Hitler or Jim Jones. Better yet, how about Josef Mengele or the Alabama sadist Marion Sims. They can slice into tfg—see what makes him tick (besides greasy hamberders and Coke).

Oh wait, best roommates EVER—Madge Trailer-Trash Greene and Scary Kari Lake. Sure, they’re fans of his but only for what they think he could do for them. They’re both so colossally dimwitted that they believe he’ll choose them for the VP spot. No, no, no you sad, delusional eejits—both of you are spotlight hogs. ONLY Trump can occupy center stage.

In my imagined Hell, the Orange Id’s gonna share close quarters and the spotlight with ALL the other malignant narcissists.

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Found on Threads yesterday—a comment on those asswipian bullies who make imbecilic, offensive and moronic statements and then get all butthurt gaslighty when someone calls them on their racism, misogyny and/or general cruelty. They badger back:

It was just a joke. Lighten up, you snowflake!

The Threader called this tactic “Schrödinger's Joke." That is, if the audience for the callous quip agrees with them, the proud fuckwit was totally serious and meant every word. If the dead toad brain is called out on their asshole statement, suddenly "it was just a joke" and they say that you're being a humorless cunt for not appreciating their “humor” and laughing (validating and applauding the worm-eaten brained speaker’s proud bullying weasel shit).

“Schrödinger's Joke" It's a way for bad people to say shitty things and elude blowback.

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
~ Shakespeare