My humor can be a curse sometimes. I swear it.
I'll be one of those weasels in Roger Rabbit that laugh themselves to death.
Alright, truth time!
I made it all up. I'm sorry if I had you going, but I assure you it was for a good reason...
You see, I realized at some point that these mass shooters fancy themselves badasses. I feel that it is the responsibility of humorous people to make up shameful background stories for their actions, and spread them far and wide. Eventually, if my plan works, mass shooting should carry a stigma with it, so lowly and embarrassing that even the thickest among the would-be mass shooters will be too afraid of the teasing they will sustain even after they die that they'll just die some other way.
I've been calling it "Legacy Rape" for nearly a minute now, so I'm obviously quite fond of it by now. I like to rape the legacies of people who I feel suck.
Now, if you were just messing with me?
Only pretending to believe my hilarious AV club story just to paint me into explaining myself in the elaborate way I just did...
Well done.
I like this fella.
