

instead choosing to design a device for a paranoid ketamine addicted indoor boy who wouldn’t be capable of surviving the apocalypse he envisioned the truck for without someone else heating his canned baked beans for him
If President Musk and VP Trump manage to actually destroy the country, I hope I live long enough to laugh at how quickly every last Cybertruck becomes an unusable hunk of stainless steel rotting away wherever it gasped its final breath.
This is more and more what I’m thinking is coming too. I literally hope I’m making fun of myself years from now because we somehow avert that outcome and I start to forget how close it felt. But yeah, I think so too.