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badposting is a comm where you post badly


This is not a [email protected] alternative. This is not a [email protected] alternative. This is a place for you to post your bad posts.

Ever had a really shitty bit idea? Joke you want to take way past the point of where it was funny? Want to feel like a stand-up comedy guy who's been bombing a set for the past 30 minutes straight and at this point is just saying shit to see if people react to it? Really bad pun? A homemade cringe concoction? A cognitohazard that you have birthed into this world and have an urge to spread like chain mail?


Rules:

  1. Do not post good posts.
    • Unauthorized goodposting is to be punished in the manner of commenting the phrase "GOOD post" followed by an emoji that has not yet been used in the thread
    • Use an emoticon/kaomoji/rule-three-abiding ASCII art if the rations run out
  2. This is not a comm where you direct people to other people's bad posts. This is a comm where you post badly.
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  4. If you're struck for rule 3, skill issue, not allowed to complain about it.

Code of Conduct applies just as much here as it does everywhere else. Technically, CoC violations are bad posts. On the other hand: L + ratio + get ~~better~~ worse material bozo

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vivors, respectively, and I made a post about it on Facebook and no one liked or shared the post? Would you like and share my post? debate-me-debate-me

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[–] [email protected] 6 points 3 months ago (1 children)

Of course, I'd hit you with a GOBBLESS and AMEN

[–] [email protected] 5 points 3 months ago

❤️🥰🙏🙏🙏

[–] [email protected] 5 points 3 months ago* (last edited 3 months ago) (1 children)

I don't know. Are you also so poor nobody baked you a peach cream cakre. Don't forget that not even a veteran Jesus with big prosthetic feet is immune from means testing.

[–] [email protected] 5 points 3 months ago (1 children)

Hypothetically, yes, I am also so poor that no one even baked me a cake and one of Osama van Gaddafi's IEDs took my feet and also I have a puppy

These posts never trend 🙁😞😞

[–] [email protected] 5 points 3 months ago

Well, GOBBLESS and don't SKIP.

[–] [email protected] 5 points 3 months ago (1 children)

did you bake yourself a cake for your 247th birthday?

[–] [email protected] 5 points 3 months ago* (last edited 3 months ago)

Hypothetically, yes, that was my last last birthday and I am so poor I had to make it out of lentils and sugar beanis and tears but now I can't even afford that

Won't someone share my post?

[–] [email protected] 3 points 3 months ago

Hypothetical or not 9/11 was a national tragedy.

[–] [email protected] 2 points 3 months ago* (last edited 3 months ago) (1 children)

Here's an AI generated song about it

(Verse 1) In a small town, in a quiet church pew,

Sits a man with a story, so deep and true,

His face worn with lines of battles long past,

A veteran of wars, a heart made to last.

(Chorus)

Sad, sick Jesus, with wounds unseen,

Posted on Facebook, but no likes intervene,

A hero forgotten in the noise of the day,

Hoping for solace, in a world turned away.

(Verse 2) He shared a post of his trials and pain,

Memories haunting, like relentless rain,

But the likes didn’t come, just silence’s sting,

Invisible wounds, he bears everything.

(Bridge)

He once fought for freedom, for stars and for stripes,

Now battles within him, through endless >nights,

The scars of the past, both seen and unseen,

In the heart of a warrior, where dreams have >been.

(Chorus)

Sad, sick Jesus, with wounds unseen,

Posted on Facebook, but no likes intervene,

A hero forgotten in the noise of the day,

Hoping for solace, in a world turned away.

(Verse 3)

But in the quiet of his humble abode,

He finds solace in memories, in stories untold,

For he knows true valor isn’t in likes or acclaim,

But in courage to fight, in the face of the pain.

(Outro)

So here’s to the soldiers, the fighters unknown,

To the battles they face, even when all alone,

For every sad, sick Jesus, whose heart bears the strain,

We honor your courage, through sunshine and rain.

Haha we're doing climate change for this

[–] [email protected] 2 points 3 months ago