It's the dung, if there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it. I can taste your stink and every time I do, I fear that I've somehow been infected by it.
You take the short grass, the story ends, you wake up in the pasture and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the long grass, you stay in wonderland and I show you how deep the human hole goes.
No, that has nothing to do with what we are talking about, but then again, English is probably your first language and you can barely speak it, so I shouldn't expect anything remotely intelligent come from your user account.
edit: and of course, you're so butt-hurt you have to downvote comments, because you're an emotional child.
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u/NoNameNoWerries 26d ago
The Mootrix