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The Sudden realization of what one has created some time or immediately after its completion.
Man 1: Hey check out this thing I made
Man 2: Huh, that's...
Man 1: I know... Sick Right?
Man 3: Dude that's fucking wicked!
Man 1: Thanks man I've been working on this for a while now
Sometime Later...
Man 1: What, the fuck...
Man 2: Hey are you alright?
Man 1: I... I made this...
Man 1: What the fuck why did I make this
Man 2: Are you talking about the thing you made?
Man 1: Yeah man... Jesus Christ...
Man 2: Yep, that's Post Art Clarity alright
That feeling of dread and awfulness, when you realize that beating your meat isn't making you happy and you think back about all of your mistakes that lead you to having a twitchy dick in your hand, after busting a nut
My Post Jerk Depression kicked in and I'm ready to die man
This is the drops of urine left in a mans underwear after he shakes his wiener after peeing, but doesn't shake it long enough. PWD for short.
Man check out Dennis in his thighty whities. He's got post wabler dwabler all over the front making the front all yellow. He smells like piss also.
When you nut so hard that you forget what you were doing before, you forget that there was a time before you nutted.
Holy shit that post nut amnesia hits different.
Hopefully in the post pandemic reality, people remember what they forgot during the pandemic, that they never needed normalcy or hope. The dysfunctional lives most of us led before somebody tried to pause them and make them normal will return, and because most people don't think the sky is going to fall because they see a condo building collapse on the news, they won't need a celebration of hope, or a daily dose of hope to be happy. They will be happy without it, knowing they never needed it, since hope and positive/boundlessly optimistic thoughts are for weak people and cynics.
The post pandemic reality won't be a new normal, it will be the same old dysfunctional world some people have forgotten they missed. Nobody will miss what they are told the new normal is, nobody will miss the wildfire spreading, or what they are told the new world order is. The old stuff is still around.
It's when you are up all night on call, completely dehydrated, and your breath is foul as shit. And as you handover to the morning team, flecks of tartar just spray out but you don't care because you're post-call.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I just mouth-farted on your face because I have post-call breath."
After taking a shit you get momentary body shivers/chills with an empty feeling.
Man I just had post shit chills after that big shit I just took.