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ARCHIVED DEMOTIVATION
SATURDAY, 28 APRIL 1979
Till death do us part.
Not a vow. A fixed-term contract with an unspecified end date.
— Zack, unqualified
VERIFIEDUNHELPFUL
PREVIOUSLY, ON YOUR DECLINE
- Love yourself first. Someone has to, and nobody else applied.
- Every Monday you swear this week will be different. You've sworn it nine hundred…
- Your company will send flowers to your funeral. They'll be charged to your department's…
- Somebody, somewhere, is checking their phone hoping it's you. It's a debt collector.
- You typed "speak to an agent" nine times. The bot sent you a help…
- You're "taking a social media break". You announced it on social media. Twice. With…
- You'll never get on the property ladder. The only plot you'll ever own is…
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Newsletter / Issue No. 446
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