this post was submitted on 09 Jan 2026
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badposting

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badposting is a comm where you post badly


This is not a !the_dunk_tank@hexbear.net alternative. This is not a !memes@hexbear.net alternative. This is a place for you to post your bad posts.

Ever had a really shitty bit idea? Joke you want to take way past the point of where it was funny? Want to feel like a stand-up comedy guy who's been bombing a set for the past 30 minutes straight and at this point is just saying shit to see if people react to it? Really bad pun? A homemade cringe concoction? A cognitohazard that you have birthed into this world and have an urge to spread like chain mail?


Rules:

  1. Do not post good posts.
    • Unauthorized goodposting is to be punished in the manner of commenting the phrase "GOOD post" followed by an emoji that has not yet been used in the thread
    • Use an emoticon/kaomoji/rule-three-abiding ASCII art if the rations run out
  2. This is not a comm where you direct people to other people's bad posts. This is a comm where you post badly.
  3. This rule intentionally left blank.
  4. If you're struck for rule 3, skill issue, not allowed to complain about it.

Code of Conduct applies just as much here as it does everywhere else. Technically, CoC violations are bad posts. On the other hand: L + ratio + get ~~better~~ worse material bozo

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Things fall apart; the dinner cannot hold;

Mere ground beef is loosed upon the world,

The tasteless slop is served, and everywhere

The ceremony of deliciousness is drowned;

The best lack all flavor, while the worst

Are the fill of perturbed intestines.

Surely some revelation is at hand;

Surely the Second Helping is at hand.

The Second Helping! Hardly are those words out

When a vast icon out of General Mills

Troubles my sight: somewhere in aisles of the supermarket

A shape with white glove body and the face of a man,

A gaze as fixed and saccharine as the Raisin Bran Sun,

Is moving its slow collar, while all about it

Swirl aromas of the indignant seasoning packets.

The darkness drops again; but now i know

That twenty centuries of stony sleep

Were vexed to nightmare by a Giant Left Hand,

And what rough glove, it's hour come round at last,

Slouches towards the meat case to be born?

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