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Oh, that's so cool. It translated your Spanish into English. That's hella dope. Okay, have a good sleep and um yeah, all right. Thank you for commenting. I didn't know. Does it do that if you speak in Spanish? It just translates it to English? Is it translating my English into Spanish? Let me know.
Twitter is dead as fuck. Twitter is now known as X. So what the fuck is this? I don't have no Fucking weird ass porn apps. Oh, this is Twitter now It's got a black X. I was like, what are y'all doing? You know what this is why that's why I don't log into that place Fuck that place
I'm just trying to understand why nobody likes Twitter. And I will say, the transition to the name X was very childish. It definitely is the gamer tag of a 13-year-old boy in 2008, so I'm a little confused by the name change, you know? But yeah, that's all the hate for Twitter.
You can. You definitely can say you've never been on Twitter. Okay? I, for one, just started visiting there about two years ago. It's pretty little on Twitter, I can't lie. You should check it out. It's not terrible. Little X now. But, yeah. Twitter X.
I was too busy listening to the song in the back and then you The first seat of a Hummer and do you a Mmm Twitter, I don't I have Twitter. I don't really be on it much at all, though
Why are your genitals on Twitter? Why? Why would you do that to yourself? Now it's X and you know, you know what X stands for right X stands for X rated So I guess you fit right in there, but why why do that to yourself? Save your no-nos for the one one. You know what I'm saying?
Well, you know what the name, Black X, now, well, it's not X, it's a X on a black background. I think it's, you know, I think you might be honest, it might be the right place for it. Now it is, um, evolved into a place for, for, uh, genitals. Hmm? Are your genitals on? You know what, no, I'm not gonna ask that. I'm not gonna ask. Where are your genitals? No. Granny!
Now, I was trying to keep serious now, Thotty Scotty. And, uh, no, Granny's genitals or any part of her private no-no's are nowhere to be found on the internet. Anywhere. I was smarter than that, baby. For you to see my no-no's, you got to get up close-close. You know what I'm saying?
Yeah, I'm not sure Twitter's even poppin' like that. I'm sorry, X is poppin' like that. And only time I go to Twitter now is if something's poppin' off in the world that I'm like, I wanna see in real time people responses, or porn. That's about it. I don't think I've ever just been like, ooh, let me go see what so-and-so tweeted today. Like, nah. Nah, I'm not runnin' to Twitter for none of that shit. I'm goin' there, oh, this is what's goin' on.
Also, one more thing, it's about who you follow. It's about who you follow. It's just like here. If you don't follow the right people, your Twitter's gonna be boring. So treat it like sterile. Give it another shot. Give it one more try.
I like red light, Twitter awesome. Call my little mama, let me whisper in your ear. Tell you something that you might like to hear. I got a six foot and I am not eight. You know what I mean?
Bro, we don't even have Twitter anymore. Isn't it X? Like, X? I don't even know. I don't know what to make of it anymore. But I don't think it brings out anything. I think it, I don't know. It doesn't bring out the best and worst of people. It don't be doing that. People bring out the worst in people.