venting some sudden frustration, tv reference, zero context theater, misanthropy
on second thought maybe i'll just be a 4000-foot tall fire squid and torture everybody, friends and otherwise, for eternity for all their sins, because Earthlings Just Can't Have Nice Things and everything will always end in fire and hatred anyhow
it seemed to work out for $SPOILERY_SITCOM_CHARACTER
naptime for immortal hellsquids now i think tho, i don't wanna talk to anything but dragons and tiny housecats for a little while