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Ladies and gentlemen... the weekend.
Take me down to the octopus city where the girls throw shells when the boys act shitty
It's been zero days and I'm already furious.
Maybe the real tabs were the friends we made along the way.
Money is software and software is pictures and everything is eventually tweeting.
Our tab behavior is further on the spectrum than the word extreme.
Tabs is Fëanorian hubris writ large. It's what Saruman would do.
This fucking guy.
Like Andrew Cuomo, they don't wobble, they only fall down.
Pool's closed, might as well visit the Tab sommelier.
It's a big day for the bossanova button
