Brooks Rocco

Think I have a really good shot of winning the Powerball, since one of my talents is coming up with random bullshit

Pretty sure there’s a joke someone could make where the punchline is “LinkedIn Park,” but I’m too tired to think of it, so tired, tired of it all

Ran out of provisions on my journey from the 1 to the L, fearing I may die of dysentery

Remember Cybertrucks? Lol

Well, looks like it’s finally Fall so I guess I’ll turn off ‘Smooth’ by Santana feat. Rob Thomas from playing on infinite loop FINE

A healthy but gently shifting balance of curiosity, skepticism, perspicacity and whimsy, that’s the cocktail of the people I like most

J.R.R. Tolkien died September 2, 1973 which means there is a non-zero chance dude jammed out to the first four Black Sabbath albums

Can’t believe so much of modern cuisine is dependent entirely on the deposits from a chicken’s cluckhole

I once had a friend who literally only owned metal T-shirts. He did not own a single shirt that was not a metal T-shirt.

Most days he would typically wear Slayer, but for fancy occasions he’d break out his finest Def Leppard.

In the spring you dress like an Easter egg In the fall, you dress like a leaf

Physical copies of The New Yorker delivered straight to my door? Ugh, so tired of performative mail

Notes either go up or they go down, they either stop or they keep going. Tired of music, too predictable

One of these days I’m gonna have to decide if I’m gonna be a ‘Hawaiian Shirt Every Day’ old man, a ‘Colorful-Rimmed Glasses’ old man, or an ‘Iguana On The Shoulder’ old man

Your body is a temple. An ancient, crumbing, probably haunted temple

Asking someone what they do for a living: so what kind of stuff do you type in your Google docs during the day?

Sometimes I miss the pandemic, I’m like an 8 or a 9 with a mask, hat, and sunglasses on

If I was an incel edge-lord vibe coder in charge of programming the parameters of the Simulation we undoubtedly all live in, I too would make 69° the ideal human room temp

Dudes will literally start a band just so they can stand back-to-back and lean on each other while playing their guitars in harmony

Love when Instagram decides to randomly shuffle the suggested contact DM list, like sure I’ll send this brain rot meme to my ex-roommate’s best friend’s pet parrot’s IG account, why not

Not to brag, but ChatGPT just said I had a great idea 😎