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Our generation didn’t need a warning label; we’d bite into a toastie so hot it could strip paint, lose three layers of mouth lining, swear loudly, and STILL finish it because wasting food was a crime. Oh for God’s sake, consequences — YES, darling, we had them. We didn’t need a bloody warning label becauseContinue reading “Stupidity Didn’t Evolve — It Just Got Wi‑Fi”