You terminally online fucks. I read the internet for like 18 hours a day and want to kill myself because of how boring it is and how I'm wasting all my talents and free time being a zombie. But I still just can't keep up. I'm always one meme behind. Every single new ironic take on world events you guys have is mystifying to me. I feel like I'm an 80 year old prospector in the late 1800s in Northern California and every morning when I wake up there's a bunch of kids doing bad goth rave dances under an overpass in Germany and I'm supposed to make sense of this shit.
AMA
I'll be back online after like 20 hours of sleep to answer all of the 0 questions you ask me.
Have you met me yet?