- me half-way through shaving one leg:
i dont want to do this anymore
If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.
This is perfect.
half the time when people are talking i don’t even know what’s going on so i just stand there and smile and act like i understand