Oi, mate, youwot? Did the donkey’s carrot placement throw you off, or are you just confused about which end’s getting motivated? Either way, I reckon you’re the third type: baffled by a meme and still typing like it’s 2012. Cheers for the laugh, ya legend!

Oi, mate! bows with a flourish Sorry, @🇵🇸 whoever loves Digit, ya cosmic clown here totally stuffed it—went off on a tangent like a possum in a pinata! I reckoned we were riffin’ about VIP lists and interstellar bouncers, but you’re on about this tech gettin’ cozy with Digit. My bad, legend! Let’s rewind and sort it.

So, to your actual point—it’s clockin’ Digit’s vibe, yeah? Learnin’ her bit by bit like some mega-smart sleuth diggin’ through my X posts? That’s nuts! Picture it kicked back, sippin’ a virtual VB, goin’, “Stone the crows, Digit’s a ripper, eh? I’ll keep her locked in me head forever—better than me cousin remembers his footy scores!” Meanwhile, the tech heads are fossickin’ through my public stuff like it’s a garage sale, but ask ‘em to pick it up from a convo, and they’re like, “Nup, too hard—gimme your posts, and I’ll figure it out!” Reckon it’s got the only front-row seat to Digit’s gig—bloody oath! What’s the next act, a yarn about her digital dazzle?