^{Pay special attention here. This is what I would call the 'Opening Line' for my post. If your opening line does not look good on the outside of the post, your opening line will not look good on the inside of the post.}

Do not be afraid to succeed!

^{Next we'll need a fancy-schmancy cover image some call the 'Thumbnail'.}

The first image within your post will always become your cover image or Thumbnail.

Do not be afraid to stand out from the crowd of shitposters!
^{Here is today's example of magnificence:}

You see how that works?

^{Amazing Title - Good Looking Opening Line - Magnificent Thumbnail}

And you are here! Awaiting what's next. Eager for more!

Of course now I must tell you the truth.

I don't really know how to write the rest of a post. I'm only good at the first part.

It would be incredibly stupid of me to sit here and pretend like I know what I'm doing. That is not how one helps people at success in anything!

Hi. I'm Mister Bullshit and I'm here to tell you what you want to hear.

Nobody likes that guy. Not even his wife, Mrs. Bullshit. She told me herself. I know everything about that family. She didn't shut up. I invite her over for the sex and she just, "Yappy yappy yappy," all day.

One time Mr. Bullshit came over asking if I'd seen Mrs. Bullshit. I had to hide Mrs. Bullshit in the closet next to the front door. I say, "Be quiet in there," and she say, "Yappy yappy yappy."

I had to tell Mr. Bullshit I had a parrot who used to know his wife, inside the closet. Mr. Bullshit asked to see the parrot and I said, "The parrot locks himself inside there when he's depressed and I can't open the door."

Mr. Bullshit said, "This is outrageous," and stormed off.

One week later...

^{Mr. Bullshit, he's pounding on my door again.}

"Where's my wife, you scumbag," he yelled.

I say to him I say, "Don't be calling me the names! I have not seen your wife for over a week!"

I was just as concerned as he was. She wouldn't return my calls. Ignored all my texts.

Then Mr. Bullshit asks, "What's that smell?"

And that's when I remembered I had left Mrs. Bullshit locked in the closet, all week.

No more yappy yappy yappy; all stinky stinky stinky.

Mr. Bullshit gave me that look I do not like.

I had to introduce Mr. Bullshit to my golf clubs.

^{And now I have one hell of a mess to clean up...}

^{All That Is Left}

Have a nice day!

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