three older motorcyclists pulled up behind my car when i was at a stoplight and they were just. investigating. so shocked and confused. grappling with the punchline, struggling, grasping for some semblance of understanding, only to find none. i love gen z humor dumbfounding old men.
A cool aesthetic, but also a damn fucking easy way to fall down some stairs
I mean… how did they get there? Was the factory abandoned after a button explosion? Did disgruntled former employees just hurl buttons around on their way out after being made redundant? Or was the factory abandoned after their fifth fatal staircase fall in a month because this is just how they kept the buttons?