Arrr, Instagram hath banished its most vexin’ curse, an’ I be as jolly as a parrot on me shoulder!
2024-11-11
Arrr, matey! Instagram be layin' anchor, no longer bouncin' like a seasick sailor each time ye open the treasure chest! Less vexation for scallywags tryin' to snap their booty. Fair winds and smooth scrollin' ahead!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather ye 'round fer a tale of Instagram, the treacherous seas of social media! It be finally settin' sail away from the stormy waters of refreshin' feeds the moment ye open the cursed app!