How DARE you insult my existential void existence. Cancel. ..lol, nah, you ok.

(Stares like your mother) (<> , <>) (telepathy) ~~~don't ~~~

Point of order... there's (points toward the black, infinite void) .. NO PEOPLE... out there... (oo)...(00)! Rocketship hoooo!

Clouds all weekend during the G4 storm. (Sniff) good guy that Terry.

The haunted souls of the truly damned.

Obviously I've played more Russian roulette than you. Know what I call losing there? Hearing the 6th "click" in a row. Old ammunition isnt as reliable, but loneliness can do worse than kill.

(Sigh) and how would anyone know if I ALREADY WAS such a man? Women running to the open arms / jaws of bears rather than talk to me?
Me: "HI, hello." Every woman in the woods: "RAPIST! SAVE ME BEAR!"
Or is the meme allow those trustworthy men to be seen differently somehow?

Interesting game. The only winning move is.. not to play.

I really feel like my bestest option right now is to try to find the bear and hope it kills me before a woman comes along. Then she can see the bear is dangerous... and I could finally be trusted. Dead men are trustworthy... I hope.

You don't deserve that man.

Mouse can't handle the responsibility of more pets and moves out.