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Went no contact with my birthgiver and I fear running into her around town. How should I disguise myself henceforth?
Why not disguise yourself as your birthgiver's own birthgiver? Give her a taste of her own medicine? Given the usual hilarious stereotypes around rationales for no-contact, her birthgiver is probably one of those metal-crushing-things that transforms cars into cubes. To impersonate one of those bad boys, you'll need serious drip. Approach MIT's three nerdiest fraternities and inform each of them that the other two nerdy fraternities reckon their fraternity has recently become, like, so horribly mainstream and normie maaaan, they've lost their nerdy pizazz, so what better way to assert anew their cerebral magnificence than by designing a wicked-sick car-crusher robot suit of stupendous splendour and majesty? Poke-poke-poke their clever-clogs insecurities like there's no tomorrow. Go nuts. Wangle all three suits from all three fraternities, don the lot, then strut around your hometown looking like Optimus Prime in one of those New Orleans parades where its members think they're re-enacting that James Bond opening scene. You'll bump into Mumsy in no time. Screech at ear-splitting volume that she's an appalling disappointment to the family, unlike that delightful grandchild of hers, and it's time for her traditional 9am car-cubing.
Original: https://mikeyclarke.co.nz/blog/2026/1/on-asserting...