Failed Attempt at Talking with Oneself

I don’t want to talk about tragedy. I don’t want to talk about how it strikes without warning or how it happens to us all. That doesn’t make it any less tragic. It’s too sad to talk about tragedy. Let’s talk about something else.

How about kittens? People like kittens. Unless you’re allergic. Or you had a bad history with a cat that used your legs as a scratching post and would hiss at you every time you entered the room, even though it was cool with the rest of the family.

No, let’s not talk about kittens.

Let’s talk about porn instead. It’s pretty crazy what they have nowadays. Type a search for “llama jello shots” and you’ll probably find something outrageously kinky. And I bet you just searched for that, didn’t you, you sick fuck? Well, I did too, so you’re in good company. All I found was a crazy amount of jello shot recipes and an (apparently) gay-friendly llama. How about you?

So, we’ve covered cats and porn. I think that’s the entire internet. At least I don’t have to deal with reality anymore…

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