dilfdiner

[dilfdiner]

[dilfdiner]

Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.

old dead pretentious shitbag

[dilfdiner]

You sit in a cozy diner. You’ve been driving all night and all you want is greasy diner food to help you get through the rest of your journey. There is one other patron talking to the only waitress you see. You can hear faint clatter in the kitchen. Something in you compels you to sit across from the familiar stranger. He, like the waitress are hard to make out - you assume this to be due to how tired you are - but you can see what he wears. A simple white button-down shirt with black suspenders attached to a pair of dark trousers. Overdressed for a place like this.

“One patty melt with fries, extra onions, hold the pickles coming up,” the waitress says to you in a chipper tone. Exactly what you wanted without you having to say. She walks off, leaving only you and the man smiling back at you over his cup of coffee.

You have the distinct feeling that your order will not be ready anytime soon.

[dilfdiner]

At the end of the day, you can tell your manipulated version of events until your face turns blue to everyone who’s predisposed to listen because they don’t like the “mwean antis” who they feel are policing them. They will listen because they feel wronged - not like that’s a way people are indoctrinated by right-wing extremists or anything - and they will jump at the chance to show who they believe to be the wrong-doers a lesson.