Windows 11 and its goddamn picky-ass CPU requirements… What the actual fuck, Microsoft? Did someone over there drink a tall glass of stupid juice and think, “Hey, let’s royally piss off a chunk of our user base just because we can?” This is tech elitism at its absolute shittiest.
It’s like Microsoft’s throwing a party, and instead of a guest list, they’ve got some half-baked, cockamamie CPU blacklist. “Oh, you’re rocking a perfectly functional CPU from a few years ago? Tough titties! Go fuck yourself with a USB stick!”
This isn’t progress; it’s goddamn techno-discrimination. It’s like being invited to a buffet and then being told you can only eat if your fork is from the latest silverware collection. I mean, who’s making these decisions over there? A drunk leprechaun playing darts with a list of CPUs?
Look, I get wanting to advance, to push the boundaries of what’s possible. But this? It’s like serving someone a gourmet meal and then punching them in the gut for not having the right kind of fucking taste buds.
Windows 11, with its bizarre-ass CPU criteria, is a masterclass in how to cock up a product launch. Dear Microsoft, next time you decide to drop a steaming turd of a decision on your users, at least have the decency to hand out some goddamn air fresheners, because this shit STINKS.
Alright, gather 'round, shitlords. We’ve reached peak capitalist clownfuckery when a damn cat – Taylor Swift’s furball, no less – is raking in $97 million.
What the actual flying fuck is this shitshow? Most of us are slaving away, counting pennies to grab a beer, and this cat’s probably pissing on a golden litter box. While folks can’t afford ramen, this kitty’s dining on gourmet tuna tartare served by a fucking butler.
I ain’t blaming the cat – hell, it probably doesn’t know its ass from a $100 bill. But, for fuck’s sake, this is a slap in the face from the gilded hand of capitalism. Next time someone brings up this feline financial farce, just scream into the void, 'cause logic left the chat ages ago!