Infinity Awesome

I want to tell you about this thing called "Infinity Awesome". Sorry I mean "Infinity Fuck Yeah". Wait no, "Infinity Next", yeah that's it. It's basically going to be the most ghetto fabulous techno-fly bizness for your sheeeeiiiit, and it's being developed in house right here right now at this post-cuck hotpocket infested slum we call [post error] h- [post error] hom [post error] … this hotpocket infested slum we call home.

What does Infinity Next offer you? Fucking everything. Internet fame, riches, girlfriends all around. It's coded to be the most streamlined series of pylon enhanced access points modulated with compressed transfer streams for all your badonkadonk needs. You want Normies? It has that. You don't want Normies? It has that too. It's pages upon pages of tomorrow's memes today looped into a wormhole and injected straight into your eyeballs. And if you were sick of the hotpocketry, guess what, I'm posting from Infinity Next 5 years in the future right now with it's temporal flux legacy shitposting feature, and I've prevented any hotpockets from posting in this thread. What what bitches.

Infinity Next is everyone's jam, so get hyped because it's going to change. your. life. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a date on Next's holodeck with a 10/10 Japanese model who wants all 20 inches of that infinity dick.

Kagami felt her vein pulse out one more time which resulted in a sudden returning of the receiver to it's place on the phone base. She immediately realized she shouldn't have done that since now Konata would have confirmation that she had discovered another one of Kagami's secret fears, and would probably terrorize her with it later. It was already bad enough that Konata knew Kagami tended to get lonely easily, and it made her blush when Konata called her, "My Kagamin," or anything like that. She'd have to find a way to break her little friend of that habit, but thus far, she had managed to find only a few of Konata's little fears.