Aha, they got one of those ketchup pumps but it's a quickshot gobbo who squeaks when you pump her. 💚

Everyone thinks it's cum but no, it can't be because the sauce costs extra and cum at Goblin Burger is free at the pumping girl.

...It's estrogen

Kinda seems like the tendency of capitalism over time is to turn every machine into an orphan-crushing machine.

1725: Why the fuck did I lose my left hand for the same wages I earned while being 10x more productive than last year? Who the fuck is benefiting here?

2025: Why am I losing my job to a machine that encourages kids to kill themselves and can't actually do my job? Who the fuck is benefiting here?

You can see right now the Epstein-adjacent sex pest technofascists desperately and relentlessly trying to pull the same shit with generative AI, painting opposition as having complex and weird problems with it.

Capitalists managed to turn a very simple and *completely normal* problem with automation, into the popular conception of luddites, to the point where they convinced people it's weird to not want to come home missing limbs for a fraction of the wages you deserve.

"I'm being paid the same now, when I make 500 shirts a day, as I did when I made 50 shirts a day. Where the fuck is the money going?"

The popular idea of luddites is entirely due to generations of capitalists trying their damnedest to obscure what is a very simple issue.

"I produce 10x more than I did last year but still make the same money. And the machine I now use eats human fingers. Who the fuck is benefiting here?"

Not a difficult issue, not a weird position for a person to have.

Okay, but like, that's hot 😵‍💫🥵

I really don't like the trail of "hey remember when you were a kid in the 2000s and you spent your own little kid money on books and movies? Yeah now that money is why trans people are losing human rights in the UK."

Ffs.

We need protections anyone having billions. Tax the shit out of them.

80% of British media spends all day everyday calling trans people predators and freaks, and the remaining 20% say tsk tsk that's a bit much while still arguing they should be banned from even having a fucking hobby and, honestly, would it be so hard for them to just piss before they leave the house?

The label was pink, but the coke inside looked regular. The camera eye on the vending machine watched him. The pink-haired avatar on the display bit her lip in eager anticipation as Randall unscrewed the cap.

"That's it baby...I want you to taste me...suck it all down...swallow every drop..."

"Ooh, run your card through my SLOT baby," the Coca-Cola machine purred. "I've got something nice and wet for you."

Randall hesitated. He'd heard about these "Pink Coke" vending machines. Hacked. Corrupted. But maybe...just a taste...

There was a clunk.

"Oopsie! Looks like I dispensed early..."