I’m home alone. The only person in my college town during thanksgiving break. Lonely. Absolutely housed a bottle of Pinot noir. I’ve been watching season ten for five hours straight. Why did no one tell me this shit was so addicting. I don’t even like reality tv like that. What do they put in this. Meth? Crack? I don’t know and don’t think I care.
We did not tell you because we were trying to protect you from the dark hole of human dumpster fire trash that is the 90df universe. We hoped you would spend your time on Ted-Talks, or podcasts, or Audibles, and I dunno, maybe you would be the person to cure cancer. Or create the next Great Gatsby. Or figure out how we will win the coming war against A.I.
But, “welcome”!! “One of us…one of us!”
Yeah, while I hate to see young people fall into this shit, I’m also really excited for them. Ah, to be a 90 Day virgin again…