The couple times I've been cornered into an explanation, I've relied on downplaying its seriousness to avoid follow-ups. "There's this stupid forum I like to frequent", "It just follows weirdos on the internet..."
No one asks what I do for fun because I'm a stealth normie who blends in to the point that no one pays attention to me, but...
...if I had to I'd say something to the effect of, "the internet has given us the capability to gawk at weirdos in a manner more intimate than the daytime televised freakshows ever did and so I take a few minutes here and there to indulge my inner rubbernecker."
I usually don't say anything, nor do I really have to. Even for people around me who don't really spend a lot of time on the internet, its not that hard for them to understand that there is tons of drama online.
I have mild panic attacks when I have spare time because I assume I have forgotten something deathly important to do. Sometimes I have nightmares about it. That’s why you’ll see me posting at odd hours. Or I’m drunk off my ass and trying to focus on something to keep the room from spinning.
But what I tell people who aren’t mental health professionals is I send dick pics and videos of me getting sucked off to random sluts dumb enough to post their Snapchat name on dating apps. What amuses me the most are the dumb bitches who take a screenshot and then snap it out to all their friends asking them to report me. Without fail, a few of their friends hit me up for more material.
Sometimes it’s their male friends but any port in the storm, y’know?
"You know how you watch people doing stupid stuff on video or televsion like Jackass or You've Been Framed? Well replace that person with an idiot who does just as silly stuff except they don't get paid for it."
You'd be surprised about how similar the LolCows are to watching people do stupid shit on television.