I broke my @keepcup yesterday, devo, I post this as a living memory. Look at how on the go I am, cork rimmed cup in hand so my delicate (but masculine 💪🏼) thumb and forefinger may avoid the hot glass sting... a man on a mission, a man with his mushroom tonic, a man who's testosterone is strong because he doesn't defile his elixirs with contact of the plastic lining in take-aways cups. A man who's pecs know they're not heading towards man-boob town because this man is not one to ingest the shitty xenoestrogens in environmentally plastic and their anti-androgenic ploy for world domination. You see plastic is conscious, it's alive, and it wants Earth, it wants our mamma duck all to itself so it can do whatever the fuck plastic does to get itself off; mainly choke turtles and nuke ancient bacterial communities in the soil (I dunno, plastic has some sick fetishes man). But it can't overcome humans by strength, so year by year it effeminates men by clogging their organs and rendering their sex hormones useless, grabbing them by the balls and prostate to create disease and take 'em down. They want the women too, they fuck with the thyroid, settle into the reproductive organs and do naughty dead-cell things to the breasts.
But we've got you pegged plastic, we're on the glass (thank you Mr Sand 👌🏼) band wagon and hence I shall remain too strong for you to achieve your dirty wish of human demise. So go back to whatever fucked planet you came from (I bet it's one where "progress" is put above survival) and then decompose yourself into oblivion (medicinal mushrooms help with that... We'll give you some) and take your cancer and metabolism disrupting-correlation with you. 👋👋👋👋👋👋
So yeh, I'll probs go buy another Keep Cup. ☕️☕️☕️☕️☕️☕️
Ps. Don't drink water from plastic, it's super bad for your sex hormones and therefore health and long-term libido 😘