The Shitpost Office
Welcome to The Shitpost Office
Shitposts processed from 9 to 5, with occasional overtime on weekends.
Rule 1: Be Civil, Not Sinister
Treat others like fellow employees, not enemies in the breakroom.
- No harassment, dogpiling, or brigading
- No bigotry (transphobia, racism, sexism, etc.)
- Respect people’s time and space. We’re here to laugh, not to loathe
Rule 2: No Prohibited Postage
Some packages are simply undeliverable. That means:
- No spam or scams
- No porn or sexually explicit content
- No illegal content
- NSFW content must be properly tagged
If you see anything that violates these rules, please report it so we can return it to sender. Otherwise? Have fun, be silly, and enjoy the chaos. The office runs best when everyone’s laughing.... or retching over the stench, at least.
As a child, I'd get so confused when someone would ask what street I live on- I'd tell them I don't live on a street??? And I imagined their house must look like this
Is that where you wanted to put it? It seems like it would get a lot of traffic noise. Of course, it would be great for commuting.
seconds to the freeway! From the low $1.8Ms!
Raise your hand if you had the intrusive thought to re-create that scene from Twister when they drive through the house as it rolls across the street....
ye can't park there mate
That's going to be a traffic delay
Just let me finish cooking lunch and I'll move it straight away
I'd say too much wind and careless transport had a date here, and why wouldn't they - the traffic noise stops as soon as you do, and it's nice and green around.
Here in my car
I feel safest of all
I know exactly where this happened, and yes they are all kinds of stupid there.
Well, shit. There goes the neighborhood.
Why did we ever meet?
Madness is one of my favorite ska bands from 80s—totally slaps, check ‘em out if you haven’t
Absolutely Beyond Compare is a good primer
When you can't find the address you're looking for.
Dear Dairy
Guess what one of my favorite songs i learned today i can't listen to while driving, or riding my bike?
Love and kisses,
you write letters to milk and cheese?
of course.
i'm one and a half generations removed from the farm. let you guess what the family did.
it's my little joke to myself how i write to the extended family in letters