Buy Me a Slice of Pizza… Because Lactose Intolerance is the Only Constant in an Indifferent Universe

If ExsieIpsum has made you chuckle, helped your project feel slightly more cosmically unmoored, or just provided the right amount of pointless filler, consider donating. Every slice of pizza you fund keeps this beautiful absurdity alive and keeps me from spiraling into a mid-afternoon existential funk (or at least makes it more productive-ish).

‍Your support helps me:
• Maintain the manifesting generator and its glitchy, glorious absurdity.
• Write new meaningless phrases that question the very concept of purpose.
• Afford pizza, which ironically gives me the will to continue producing meaninglessness.

Where does all your pizza go?