Back in the wild west days of file sharing, and for a moment all too brief, Kazaa reigned king. And thanks to a recently reinvigorated Twitter account, we’re reminded of the complete and utter mess that was our Kazaa-fueled Winamp queue. So for the sake of nostalgia, we ask you: What are some of your best (which is to say, worst) Kazaa memories?
While most public figures have a hard time tweeting without at least one teen asking them to please sit on my face, daddy, the official Twitter account for Tony the Tiger, it seems, is dealing with an special breed of proposition. Because almost any time Tony tweets, the fawning furries of Twitter lose their shit.
Every so often, when it’s late and I’m procrastinating and everything else on the internet is suffused with vitriol and poison, I’ll type “funeral selfie” into my Twitter search bar. Pages of smiling, duck-faced teens dressed in black and surrounded by either flowers or caskets or actual cadavers stare back at me. And in this dissonant madness, I find peace.
Remember planking? Remember how tired and unfunny it got in such a short amount of time? Thanks to Vice co-founder and anthropomorphized subreddit Gavin McInnes, the terrible internet trend of our past is back. And this time, it’s here to speak out against the atrocious shaming and reverse racism currently oppressing the country’s white males. Or something.
Some people role play to escape the dreariness of their day-to-day lives. Some people role play to bring back childhood memories. Some people role play to explore fantastical worlds of their own creation. I role play because I want to know the answer to the question “What if powerful and intimidating Bar Rescue host Jon Taffer interrupted anime demons having cybersex on Twitter?”
The hacker who broke into Taylor Swift's social media accounts now seems to be targeting her celebrity friends—or her celebrity fans, anyway. British pop singer Lily Allen Instagrammed a text message Thursday night from someone threatening to "hack u and kidnap u then rape ur gaping body," with the caption "Cool iMessage from some kid that got my number from hacking Taylor Swift's Twitter."
Man comforts himself by pretending the universe is random, else he must accept that it is governed by a ruthless and spiteful God. Colon-killer Denny's runs a successful social media campaign pandering to slobs via tween-approved meme-speak. But when Ragu tries the exact same thing, no one cares. Its flailing attempts are agonizing to behold.