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It's getting crazy out there. All right, here's the setup. Twitter threads, Blue Sky and Spill meet in a bar. What's the first thing they say to each other? And go.
You know, I'm doing pretty fine. Thanks for asking Literally on my way to work My friend has an art event this Saturday. I'll be there to support You know still doing the station head thing You know making music randomly and currently trying to figure out I'm gonna buy some bike related accessories on a prime day if not, well, I Guess another time
So Twitter walks in and says, give me the usual. The Reyes is sitting in the corner silently, as sneaky as hell, just looking at everything pop off, being inspired, taking notes, you know, turning up, going up. Then we got Blue Skies, they see Twitter, they're giving him the side eye. Blue Skies is dead, already getting drunk because his life is, you know, turning around.
The fact that you said blue skies is dead Took me out took me out best fucking response ever you are invited you officially invited to the virtual stereo cookout. Yes, ma'am Okay, I'm gonna listen to part two
Not Thread trying to figure out, do I jump in? Do I not? This, this motherfucking martini is good. I'm gonna just sit here for now. Yeah. I'm gonna sit here.
So Elon pulled out of his pocket and said you know I'm gonna put a limiter on y'all can only read 600 tweets a day and that is why the girls are fighting the girls are fighting the girls are fighting and that is why he is suing but I don't know who else he's gonna sue because he's already sued threads I don't know if he can touch blue sky or spill at this point but he's just doing too much he's that he's doing too much and people are over his shit they're over him they're over his ass