It’s so lovely when other people aren’t around. Whenever an a****** has a doctor’s appointment or an oil change or what the f*** ever who cares.
How nice, how lovely, how wonderful. How blissful.
How f****** nice to not have a knuckle dragger behind you. How nice to not hear the goings on of a mouth breather.
How nice.
God might actually be real, some days I think it’s possible.