Are you partyin' hard or hardly partyin'?
idk deep in the recesses of my evil brain there is a pang...
which, if I were normal people would probably register as some sort of regret... or maybe guilt...but it was written off a long time ago and chalked up as paranoia or some other delusion.
you seem
kind of normal... what kind of odds would you give on Kali's self preservation instinct kicked in, she flipped out, yanked all the cat6 cables out of the walls, destroyed her modem, smashed her computer with a brick, burned her house down with her ID and passport inside, moved out of state, married an amish guy named Abner and she is now churning butter in Pennsylvania....
/sips coffee
or she's just been busy
but either way...at what point has the joke gone too far and ceases being funny?....
I worry about Abner sometimes...deep in his amish brain is probably a sliver of doubt about his new bride...he promised he would never ask about where she came from....but it's probably eating him up inside. he keeps his musket loaded and next to his hay stuffed bed but he hasn't slept well or soundly in a long time....
how long can he maintain?