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ARCHIVED DEMOTIVATION
WEDNESDAY, 20 APRIL 1977
The bins are now fortnightly.
The council tax is still monthly.
— Zack, unqualified
VERIFIEDUNHELPFUL
PREVIOUSLY, ON YOUR DECLINE
- "We should get dinner sometime" is a beautiful promise. One of you will die…
- Nobody notices when you do your job well. Everyone notices when you leave at…
- The best time to start saving was twenty years ago. The second-best time was…
- Your banking app pauses slightly before opening. It's deciding how to tell you.
- You swore you'd never sound like your parents. You just said "because I said…
- You're "chronically online". Chronic means long-term. You've been online so long your eyes have…
- Children are a blessing. They're also why the remote is in the bin and…
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