I am an idiot.
Chaotic good or we can’t be friends.
I am an idiot.
Where I live? Hot dogs and polishes.
Is there something you can actually do about this or do I have to just grit my teeth and try to disassociate every time I have a meal with another human being?
Exactly this. Once we advance to the point where we can detect the supernatural, we’ll also have better understanding of how the universe works.
I gotcha. That makes sense.
I know it’s been said and I can’t offer more information, but this is very obviously a Chinese dialect and not scribbles. I don’t even speak/read a language other than English, but the shapes are clearly there.
Because your family is toxic and conditioned you from birth to doubt everything you think and feel.
Oh, I’d say it’s a matter of morality. No one in the Walton family is going to go hungry any time soon.
Aww, neat!