“Unacceptable,” IDF Commander Responds to Report That Some Hospitals in Gaza Are Still Operating

GAZA CITY — High-ranking officials in the Israeli Defence Force were alarmed by a new report that suggested Gaza still had 1/3rd of their hospitals operational despite constant targeted bombings.

“The efficiency of our bombing campaigns will increase exponentially if we eliminate all the hospitals. We can’t have critically injured people getting life-saving care or else we’re going to have to send even more targeted missiles to take them out in a few weeks,” said IDF General Yaniv Salama. “I was hoping all the hospitals in the region would be reduced to rubble by now so we could focus our attention on primary schools, open-air markets, and places we labeled as ‘Designated Safe Zones.’ Thankfully we have plenty more artillery coming our way and the United States won’t let anyone stop us, so within the next few days you can expect the shelling to intensify so we can get that hospital count down to zero.”

Popular right-wing pundits believe the IDF still has a lot of work to do.

“I see these death tolls in Palestine and I can’t help but think the Israeli troops could be doing more. I know we have the Geneva Conventions and all, but they’ve already violated those so many times already it can’t hurt to test out some chemical weapons,” said Tommy Lubber, host of the Conservative podcast “Sweet Land of Liberty w/ Tommy Lubber.” “Here’s the thing, I wish I could send more of my tax dollars to the IDF. My money shouldn’t be going to entitlement programs here in the United States, I want my money leveling the Middle East.”

President Joe Biden responded to the reports of Israel’s aggression.

“Listen Jack, the situation in Gaza is complicated. And I’ve already urged Benjamin Netanyahu to choose the military targets more carefully. I simply can’t urge him any harder than I already have,” said President Biden. “I’ve asked him nicely, I’ve said it sternly, I’ve even pretended to be a little mad. Nothing worked. I think it’s best if we just send Israel another cool $40 billion and stay out of it and see if this blows over before the election cycle starts heating up.”

At press time, IDF leaders were heartened to find out a recently fired missile destroyed the clean water supply into Southern Gaza.

Horny Boomer Sends Unsolicited Dick Fax

SILVER SPRING, Md. – Local Boomer Glen Thais created a disturbance at the insurance firm where he is employed after sending an unsolicited dick fax to a longtime coworker, sources who didn’t even know they had one of those machines in the office confirmed.

“I just needed to send this lady a picture of my johnson, and couldn’t think of a better way. I was going to make a PDF of it and send it by email, but I don’t know how to do that nor do I want to learn,” explained the randy 63-year-old. “I knew that this young coworker of mine was going to be interested in seeing what I’m packing, so I took a picture of my meat with my disposable camera and took it to Walmart to be developed. I got the pictures back a few days later and faxed them over. Now I’m just waiting for her to fax me back a picture of her tatas.”

The unexpected phallic fax was not easily understood by the intended recipient.

“At 3 a.m. I get a call from an unrecognized number,” explained 26-year-old Janet Olden. “Normally I don’t pick those up, but I did this time and just heard a bunch of random beeping and blipping. I hung up and went back to sleep. The next day at work the creepy old facilities guy kept standing by my desk asking if I liked what I saw last night. I just saw ‘Napoleon,’ so obviously I said no. This seemed to upset him and he went off crying. Weirdo.”

Although it isn’t the most modern, the fax machine has been a part of a rich history of unsolicited cock sending.

“Most technological advancements were done to better send schlongs,” explained professor of communication history Dr. Darla Koch. “Marconi originally invented the radio so he could broadcast explicit descriptions of his one-eyed weasel to the world. Unfortunately he had the only radio so no one else heard. One of the most frequent telegram messages was ‘—.. -…- -..’ which of course translates to 8=D. The Pony Express was founded to transport explicit daguerreotypes across the country to unexpecting young women. Still to this day, Boomers believe all this was peak technological advancement.”

At press time, Thais had just heard a picture was worth a thousand words and set out to write an essay describing his shaft to unsuspecting women.

Opinion: Well, Maybe If You Offered A Nice Chicken Finger Entree, I Wouldn’t Be Forced To Order Off The Kid’s Menu

Sure, I’m a foodie. I’ve dined at some of the world’s finest restaurants, I know my way around the kitchen, and I even made bread one time. But that doesn’t mean I am immune to simple culinary pleasures. So, if I’m craving chicken tenders and you’re not offering them as an entrée, don’t blame me for turning to the kids’ menu.

First, we need to ask ourselves: why is this even considered kids’ food? You’re telling me a beautifully cut piece of chicken, brined in buttermilk, lightly coated in crispy batter, and fried to golden brown perfection, is the taste palette equivalent of overcooked buttered pasta? If I brought in frozen dino-shaped nuggets from home and asked you to cook them like mom, I’d understand the dirty looks. But here I am, a full-grown man in your upscale vision of a pub, asking that you deliver an American classic to this table.

So what, would you respect me more if I asked for Schnitzel, Katsu, or Parmigiana? Sure, you might pretend to prefer ‘high-end’ fried chicken, but I am nothing if not honest. I’m just a guy trying to enjoy a nice meal without resigning myself to a TGI Friday’s microwave. I just want to order an entrée with my beer and get ID’d because I look remarkably good for my age, not because my ticket says ‘Kids’ Tenders.

While we’re on the topic, we do need to talk about sauces. I don’t want to criticize you for being the kind of place that has nothing but ketchup and A1 on the table. So don’t think of this as an indictment; think of it as a sauce-ortunity. If you really want to capture that high-end gastropub vibe, you need to wow me with at least twenty of your finest handcrafted sauces. I want to hear so many options that I forget the first eighteen and end up pairing tangy handcrafted honey mustard with an aged balsamic aioli. There’s no better way to enjoy a quality tender.

It’s time to end this distasteful cultural stereotype. No adult should know the shame of hunting for a favorite dish in a tiny box on the back right corner of a menu. This is America, and chicken fingers are made for all of us. So bring me an order, please! Oh, and can I get one for my kid too?

Every Plain White T’s Album Ranked Worst To Best

Sometimes a telling benchmark for a band’s mainstream success is whether or not moms rock out to said act in their SUVs that drain gas while they pick up their loser kids, or if one of their songs is repeatedly played at supermarkets like Ralph’s every hour on the hour. Spoiler alert: This can certainly be said for the Plain White T’s grindcore classic “Hey There Delilah,” which is so catchy that it appeared on two PWT LPs and one EP. Also, how many bands do we cover here other than Botch that get nominated for one Grammy, let alone two? Don’t answer that, read on for sterling takes on all NINE, yes, nine, of Plain White T’s full-length albums, and just love, love, love, love, love, love this piece as much as we think that you will:

9. Come On Over (2000)

Plain White T’s’ debut LP “Come On Over” is a youthful, endearing, infectious, but uneven listen front to back, and totally would’ve worked better as an EP with a lot fewer songs. We surmise that the band agrees with our not-so-hot take because “Come On Over” is not on DSPs, with the exception of a YouTube playlist with not THAT many plays; we’re looking at YOU, Chris89, you freaking schmohawk. In addition, vocalist/chief songwriter Tom Higgenson is the only original remaining member on this, as the second longest-tenured member Dave Tirio quit after the also uneven and next to be listed “Parallel Universe” came out. Still, let’s shout out current bandmates Tim Lopez, Mike Retondo, and De’Mar Hamilton anyway!

Play it again: “Kitty Kat Shirt”
Skip it: About ½ of it

8. Parallel Universe (2018)

Resigning to Fearless Records, a label that picked up a lot of steam after “Hey There Delilah” came out with signings Ice Nine Kills, Pierce the Veil, Motionless in White, and Joe Exotic, Plain White T’s released their most unabashedly pop record “Parallel Universe,” but it ultimately failed at mainstream acclaim, and sadly sounded quite, dare we say it, pandering. Low? Nah. Burn? Sure. It’s not the end of the world, gents, and the band proved such with its FAR better self-titled follow-up that we will wax poetic about later than you likely predicted here. However, the record sounds incredible as it literally lit up a dark room thanks to producer Matt Squire who previously sat behind the boards for mega successful records from Boys Like Girls, Panic! at the Disco, The Maine, and Da New Hampshire.

Play it again: “Top Of The World”
Skip it: Just under ½ of it

7. American Nights (2015)

“American Nights” is Plain White T’s’ seventh full-length and first since their debut to not be on Hollywood Records or Fearless Records, instead being a one-off for Megaforce Records. The fact that this one didn’t come out via Hollywood Records is still confusing here, as their prior EP for the label “Should’ve Gone to Bed” is flawless pop front to back. We guess whatever the band did at that time wouldn’t have worked in heavy rotation with the suits, so it was time to pause, not stay, and move on. If you disagree, tell Rosie what you want, as the first round is on Tom after auditing his publishing royalties from that jam about the steeplechase and cross-country athlete to the stars! While “American Nights” is good, and much better than the two listed earlier, it is still inconsistent and thus the not so lucky seven slot here.

Play it again: “American Nights”
Skip it: About ⅓ of it

6. Big Bad World (2008)

Plain White T’s fifth studio album and second for Hollywood Records, had two handicaps prior to its release: 1) Any song or album that came after “Hey There Delilah” was born doomed just like any after Fall Out Boy’s “The Middle” from “Enema of the State”. 2) This album sounds lo-fi in a bad way, and would have benefited from better production, and because of such, “Big Bad World” could have been in the fifth slot here, just missing a gold, silver, or bronze medal by two, had it been recorded differently… But what do we know, as single #2, “1, 2, 3, 4,” remains one of their biggest hits. You goons may think that we’re making a serious mistake here, but you also like Germs, so your opinions can never be facts. In closing, the only natural disasters that matter are Typhoon the Shockmaster and Earthquake.

Play it again: “1, 2, 3, 4”
Skip it: “I Really Want You”

5. Self-Titled (2023)

This may or may not get you fired up, but regardless, you may be surprised to learn that nearly two decades after “Hey There Delilah” took over the world in the late-aughts, Plain White T’s released their ninth and self-titled record. In regards to this list itself, “Plain White T’s” is the first consistent studio effort to be listed here and we’d be a little less alone if you all took the time to appreciate this record and all thirteen tracks but “L-O-V-E,” which is a red flag of a tune; regarding love, “Love Keeps Growing” is a far superior song featuring the word without hyphens, and also highlights sometimes lead vocalist Tim’s sweet and complementary vocals. Life is ups and downs, and this record is the solid ground underneath our boots. Plus, this album’s cover is literal and literally their coolest; we could see it in a hipster museum.

Play it again: “Young Tonight”
Skip it: “L-O-V-E”

4. Stop (2002)

“Stop,” Plain White T’s’ third LP/first for Fearless Records is a solid record that sounds great to this day, but could definitely benefit from a twenty-plus years re-recording and/or re-imagining right about now, the funk soul brother. Not only is “Stop” fun, but it works as a much, much, much better intro to the band than their actual debut, “Come On Over.” It also came out at the perfect time, as 2002 was a great year for the with flawless albums from scene stalwarts New Found Glory, The Used, Box Car Racer, and Tommy Tutone, and this particular record’s unintentional timing likely ensured, unless it sucked, which it didn’t by a longshot, that their silver medal follow-up third album that came out three years later, “All That We Needed,” would elevate them to headliners.

Play it again: “A Lonely September”
Skip it: “Penny (Perfect For You)”

3. Every Second Counts (2006)

A major label debut for the label that brought you both teen sensations, Atreyu, and metalcore icon amongst icons, Hannah Montana, Hollywood Records, and certainly sounds like such in the best way ever. To quote WWE’s The Brawling Brutes, consisting of Sheamus, Ridge Holland, and Butch, it’s “banger after banger after banger…”. Not only did it eventually go Gold, but the record itself also debuted “Hey There Delilah” to a mega mainstream audience that wouldn’t normally be, dare we say, fearless. “Hey There Delilah” also ranked ninety-seven on the US Billboard Hot 100 charts for the DECADE; how many second-stage Warped Tour bands can say that? Basically, it’s difficult to keep track of the accolades from this track that closed this record/its predecessor that we are mentioning next. So damn clever?

Play it again: “Come Back To Me”
Skip it: “Gimme A Chance”

2. All That We Needed (2005)

“All That We Needed” is the first of two “no skip” efforts to be listed here, and our favorite may depend on the morning’s mood, but today is more of a day for youngsters than needs, so here we are. Please write your own piece if you don’t agree. Anyway, “All That We Needed” is a perfect pop-rock record and it is NOT pop-punk, morons. Produced by Ariel Rechtshaid, the singer of The Hippos and producer for HAIM, and Loren Israel, former A&R executive, “All That We Needed” went gold, yes, GOLD, like its major label follow-up “Every Second Counts,” and such stat is extra impressive because it was an independent release. This record’s success is likely what got Fearless Records to resign the band after “American Nights,” but we digress. Revenge?

Play it again: “My Only One”
Skip it: Even if you skip only one, you are done, hun

1. Wonders of the Younger (2010)

How the hell did everyone on earth miss this one? After the inconsistent misfire “Big Bad World,” many in the scene and beyond wrote the PWTs off, and all you have to do is look at this album’s Billboard peak at one-hundred-and-forty-nine, which is a modern tragedy, but they were wrong, oh yes, they were wrong… “Wonders of the Younger” is Plain White T’s’ “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band” for crying out loud! Yes, the record had a hit in “Rhythm of Love,” but many casual and non-casual listeners didn’t even know that it was a Plain White T’s song due to its different singer! Why are we yelling? We don’t know!

Play it again: 0:00-49:45
Skip it: Wandering towards what is older

Man Displays Heroic Levels of Mental Fortitude by Enjoying Dropkick Murphys Completely Sober

LOWELL, Mass. — Sober punk Michael McDuff impressed music fans and mental health professionals alike with his ability to listen to Celtic punk band Dropkick Murphys without the use of alcohol, several kilted sources report.

“I was sitting on the bus on my way to my weekly AA meeting, and the Dropkick Murphys song ‘Kiss Me, I’m Shitfaced’ popped up on my Spotify. I only used to listen to them when I was 12 beers deep, so I decided to give it a shot,” McDuff explained, adding that it was a bit of a struggle at first. “After that ended, ‘Warriors Code’ came on and I thought to myself, ‘Hey, I think I can do this!’ Now all these neuroscientists, Tibetan Monks, and trainers of famous athletes have been hitting me up, begging to know my secret. Really, all you have to do is trick your brain to tune out the bagpipes. It’s easier than it sounds.”

Bassist and singer of Dropkick Murphys Ken Casey reminded fans that this is not how his band is intended to be consumed.

“What this guy’s doing is basically playing chicken with his sanity,” Casey explained. “We make it very clear that our music isn’t intended to be listened to for extended periods of time while sober. In fact, every record since ‘Sing Loud, Sing Proud’ has had a clear ‘WARNING: NOT TO BE ENJOYED WITHOUT BEING FULLY-COCKED’ sticker on the cover. It’s been required by law since that one guy went postal after hearing ‘Wild Rover’ with no booze in his system.”

Celtic punk legend Mic “Micky” McDougle revealed other stories of brave souls who have tried to listen to the genre sober.

“Some of the biggest music-related hazards involve the Celtic punk genre and listening with a dangerously low blood-alcohol level,” McDougle said while adjusting his scaly cap and asking how many Guinnesses he’s allowed to order at once for himself at a local pub. “Once there was this poor sap who accidentally listened to the Pogues’ ‘Fairytale of New York’ in the middle of July, with no alcohol in him, and ended up in a coma for 8 months. You always want to be hammered while listening to this genre, just to be safe.”

At press time, McDuff further tested his mental strength by making it through an entire Tool album without the help of drugs or psychedelics.

Spotify Fires CFO After Video Surfaces of Him Giving Dollar to Busker

NEW YORK — Spotify dismissed CFO Paul Vogel when a video of him dropping a dollar into a subway busker’s guitar case came to light, according to aghast sources within the streaming giant’s offices.

“Our executives are ambassadors of our brand,” said Spotify CEO Daniel Ek. “How does it look when a high-level member of our team is going around paying hundreds of cents to artists. Our shareholders don’t want to see that kind of precedent being set. We pay three-thousandths of a dollar per stream, and there’s Vogel giving a full dollar to a filthy busker? He said he listened to about two and a half songs—that works out to forty cents per song, which is a patently obscene figure.”

Vogel didn’t think he was doing anything wrong at the time, but now admits it was a terrible lapse in judgment.

“I was waiting on the subway platform, and a young woman was playing guitar nearby,” said Vogel, ugly-crying on a park bench. “I saw other people toss some money into her open guitar case, and I did the same without really thinking about it. She just gave a little nod to acknowledge my donation, which struck me as ungrateful. Didn’t she understand how much money I was giving her per song? I got on my train and forgot about the incident until Ek called me into his office and showed me that my transgression had been filmed and put on Tiktok.”

Business Insider editor Gavin Huntington says that with the proliferation of smartphones, employees must always assume they’re being filmed and should behave accordingly.

“It’s unbelievable that an employee at a prestigious company like Spotify would behave in a way that is so flagrantly antithetical to their employer’s mission,” said Huntington. “These sorts of blunders do happen from time to time, though. Recently, a VP at Shell was fired after he admitted to using a solar-powered lantern on a camping trip. The company said they would’ve gladly given him a Shell-branded oil lantern if he needed a light source. Shell was left having to do damage control to explain why one of their own was using the sun as a power source.”

At press time, Spotify announced it would be providing its employees with slivers of pennies to carry should any of them ever feel the urge to give money to a street musician.

Neglected Acoustic Guitar Plays Itself to Sleep at Night

PEEKSKILL, N.Y. — A neglected acoustic guitar belonging to local man Phil Everett reportedly plays itself to sleep each night in an effort to escape the despair and loneliness of its forsaken existence, sources confirmed.

“I haven’t been able to get any sleep these last few weeks,” said Everett, his eyes wide and haunted. “It started late last month in the early morning. I was fast asleep when I heard a guitar playing faintly in the distance. At first, I thought it was one of my neighbors but I soon realized the music was coming from inside my apartment. It was ‘Hurt’ by Johnny Cash, played plaintively, almost pained. It didn’t take me long to realize that it was my long-abandoned Yamaha F335 acoustic guitar, the one my parents got me for Christmas in 2004, playing itself. I will never be the same after being confronted like this.”

Amelia Snyder, a customer service representative for the musical instrument retailer Sweetwater, says she fields calls about possessed instruments on a regular basis.

“We have an entire department dedicated to dealing with possessed instruments,” said Snyder. “Recently, I received a call from a frustrated man who didn’t know what to do with the harmonica he purchased (and then neglected) at the height of the indie folk bubble of the early 2010s. Apparently, the ignored instrument had begun playing the harmonica part of ‘Piano Man’ in the middle of the night. I told him the only way to return order to the instrument was to play it, which he did. Shortly thereafter, the ghostly playing stopped.”

Avery Hill, a medium and expert on possession, says this kind of phenomenon exists because each instrument contains the soul of a deceased child yearning to be loved and cared for once again, which is kind of a reach, to be honest.

“When untimely death visits a child, and that child casts away its corporeal form and passes on to the afterlife, its soul takes refuge in musical instruments. Music is deeply ingrained in humans and that is especially true for our littlest ones,” said Hill while counting a fat stack of cash she made at an occult fair this weekend. “By entering a musical instrument, the soul of the child seeks to exist in a state of freedom and play. But when the possessor of an instrument refuses to play music with it, the soul and thus the instrument grow restless. Eventually, this leads to the melancholic self-playing of the abandoned instrument.”

At press time, Everett’s childhood glockenspiel was playing a haunting rendition of “The Sound of Silence” by Simon and Garfunkel.

Help! My Partner Comments on Social Media Posts From Our Local News Station

It wasn’t always like this. They were barely on social media. It began slowly, like all terror: just the occasional comment on a tragic news story. Sometimes with a .gif. Behavior I’d associate with a kind boomer relative or elderly neighbor.

Then, the emojis began. Prayer emojis. Heart emojis. And worst of all: a cringe joke followed by a laughing emoji. It got worse with celebrity deaths. Sentences became paragraphs, and then essays, proclaiming their fondness for the deceased star as though the celebrity could personally read the tribute.

Then we entered the “hot takes” era. I could feel their adrenaline boost whenever a “topical joke” received likes. It became juvenile, name-calling city council members or quoting Family Guy. I began coming home to a stranger, alone on the couch in the dark, lit only by their phone. “What are you doing?” I’d ask. Without looking up, they would reply “Tagging corporations and demanding they ‘Do better.’”

They have become super into “free speech,” in that particularly exhausting way. Too many rhetorical questions, too many spelling errors, and worst of all, too many online fights. Somehow, taunting strangers in the comments section has become their full-time job. It has infested their mind, seeping into the person I loved like a rot or a poison. Endlessly going back and forth, always having to have the last word, blocking so many strangers.

They’re back on Facebook, unfortunately. When I ask why, they reply, “I can’t let these snowflakes control the discourse!” We’ve had to move apartments twice from all the doxxing.

Their profile picture is now a selfie in a baseball cap with Oakley wraparound sunglasses and an American flag in the background. Their comments have taken a hallucinatory, conspiratorial turn. Complaints begin about liberal sex rings under the local public skatepark. Calls for vigilante justice against undercover Antifa geese. They don’t believe the news anymore, blaming the “lying media.” All of the local stations have blocked them, even community bulletin boards.

They’ve opted for boutique far-right “free speech” social media platforms, where they are allowed to shitpost about the “crooked media” all day. My once-loving partner is morphing into a troll that I have to warn people about. The final nail in the coffin was when they began using Clint Eastwood photos in memes with misattributed quotes.

Good news on the horizon: they’re currently distracted, busy creating their own social media site. Only problem is that they are mad about people being mean in the comments section.

Local Man Unaware He Is Vulnerable Teenager’s Father Figure

DETROIT — Troubled teen Liam Coogan, 15, reportedly latched onto clueless middle-aged scene regular Craig Thompson as a father figure, slightly mortified sources confirm.

“I think he sees his younger self in me,” said Coogan, while smoking his second cigarette within ten minutes. “I mean, my dad walked out on us when I was four, so growing up I didn’t have that kind of male role model. But, y’know, punk is family, right, so pretty soon after I joined the scene, here’s Craig, full of hardened wisdom, life advice, and willing to buy booze for teens. Last week he told me all these stories about what the scene was like in the ‘90s. His band even opened up for Integrity once. I mean, he’s never said ‘I love you’ or anything like that. We don’t have that kind of relationship, it’s kind of a quiet, mutual respect. I think he’s really starting to see me as his equal. Craig’s just really taught me a lot about what it means to be a man, y’know?”

When reached out for comment on this beautiful example of scene unity and mutual care, Thompson responded effusively.

“Oh, yeah, Leon?” said Thompson, while picking stale gum off a nearby pole. “Yeah, cool kid, really great. Little clingy. He keeps giving me ties and asking me if I want to go fishing. He got arrested last week and used me as his one phone call. He was crying, asking me if I was mad at him- shit, man, I got nervous and I hung up before my boss saw me on my phone.”

Child psychologist Dana Hargrove weighed in with the troubling fact that Coogan’s case is far from unusual.

“In today’s world, teenage boys are starved for healthy male role models, so they tend to take what they can get,” said Hargrove. “Cool English teachers, down-to-earth YouTubers, the weird grown man that hangs out at high school parties and buys teenagers cigarettes-really, any readily available man over the age of 35 is a possible one-sided surrogate father figure.”

“Also, Craig’s band almost certainly never opened for Integrity,” she adds. “I’ve seen his band play, they fucking suck.”

At press time, Coogan is reportedly thrilled his weeks of subtly suggesting a game of catch have paid off, as Thompson is going to teach him how to throw Molotov cocktails.

Punk Explains Benefits of Green Energy While Tossing Cigarette Butt From Car Window

SAN BERNARDINO, Calif. — Local eco-punk Teddy Vasquez recently explained the benefits of green energy to a carload of friends while tossing half-a-dozen cigarette butts out the window, confused sources report.

“I’ve done a lot of research online, and green energy is the only way to save the planet,” relayed Vasquez as every light in his empty house remained on. “The majority of waste comes from multinational corporations, not individuals, so any ‘green’ habits I form would be a complete waste of time. That, and recycling is a myth. Plus, a single Starbucks location wastes more water in one week than its surrounding neighborhood does in months. Speaking of coffee, can I get a sip of somebody’s? I left my extra-large styrofoam coffee cup on the roof of the car and it flew into that duck pond a few miles back.”

Vasquez’s friend Becky Rafael says green energy is the latest in a line of issues Vasquez has taken up.

“It’s always something with Teddy,” claimed Rafael while unfriending Vasquez on Facebook. “He used to complain that I kept my house too warm, and then would open all the windows because it was too cold for him to smoke outside. Another time he had the audacity to ask me for a ride and give me shit for not driving an electric car. Those things are so expensive. Teddy’s a trust fund kid who doesn’t realize how much it actually costs to be environmentally friendly.”

Environmental activist Greta Thunburg says Vasquez’s shtick is common.

“Environmentalism is 99% performative,” declared Thunburg as she triggered grown men twice her age simply by existing. “Furthermore, the internet isn’t free, environmentally speaking. Every Google search is equivalent to leaving a light on for five minutes, and the carbon generated by eco-friendly research eclipses the airline industry in terms of outright pollution. So there’s that. Also, why are we forced to drink from those terrible paper straws when every drink still comes with a plastic lid? That’s modern environmentalism in a nutshell, I suppose.”

At press time, Vasquez was seen boarding his family’s private jet to fly to an environmentally friendly pop-up store halfway around the world.