Hexbear is so mean they ate all my ice cream and when I asked to stop they burped on my cat and laughed. (the cat is okay but maybe a little depressed now)

Then they banned me for saying the N-word and I think they secretly did it because they're the real racists.

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[–] proletarian_girlboss@lemmygrad.ml 41 points 1 year ago (1 children)

I think so too, hexbear has made me think, it has made me consider things, and that is sick and twisted. I long for simpler days when I could say whatever words I wanted without some wokescolding millennial telling me "Whoa now, that's a " bad word " , you need to cool your jets!" What jets do I need to cool? Typical,.,

And what is wrong with [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] anyway? I like to say these words to show I am not scared of them. I use them in a tactical way, you could say.

I am the real progressive one.

The hexbearians just want to dominate the fediverse. They want to rule over it with their authoritarian imperialism. Ironic given their eagerness lambaste the Shining City on a Hill to no end with such a title.

How is logging on to hexbear dot net and commenting on my lemmy dot world post to exclaim my way of speaking is Forbidden any different than the crimes of the most brutal regimes?

They always fail to answer and I refuse to listen to their excuses anymore.

[–] axont@hexbear.net 6 points 1 year ago (1 children)

hexbears took a sip of my delicious Diet Pepsi when I was looking the other way because I was too busy thinking of new slurs I could invent

hexbears gave me a wedgie and called me a racist peepee drinking piss goblin

hexbears repeatedly said nice things about China and yet not a single nice thing about my illustrious father Henry Kissinger

[–] proletarian_girlboss@lemmygrad.ml 5 points 1 year ago

Ahh, the hexbearian double standard. They praise poverty alleviation, but they complain to no end when I allieviate my own poverty by becoming a Small Business Land Lord. Their cruelty knows no end. I fall to my knees and plead: Won't someone please think of the petite bourgeoisie!?