THE GREAT BEEF BALL INCIDENT 🐄
It started innocently.
I spotted an adorable white dog named Buddy on Threads. He reminded me of a dog I once loved, so I messaged his owner:
“Nice meeting you. Love the dog! What’s his/her name?”
Instead of an answer, Instagram translated a lengthy welcome message that included one unexpected announcement:
“I sell... beef balls.”
That was unfortunate.
I own a Chihuahua. Their profile has a dog. I had just sent them my Chihuahua.
And now we had beef balls.
Not meatballs.
BEEF BALLS.
From there, things deteriorated rapidly.
Soon there were caramelized beef balls, take-home packages, Temu Supermart, Aisle 5, warnings against human consumption—and finally:
THE WORLDWIDE COUNCIL OF BEEF BALL BROKERS & DISTRIBUTORS — ASSOCIATION FOR GLOBAL BEEF BALL DOMINATION 🐄
And it all began with one innocent dog on @Threads.
Poor Buddy.
He never asked for any of this. 🐕😂
🎬 BEEF BALLS (CARAMELIZED) — FOR DOGS 🐕 ONLY ⚠️ NOT FOR HUMAN CONSUMPTION ☠️
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