Trust me, no-one's more weirded out about it than I am. Every time he tries to say something nice about me, I see that one vein in his forehead throb like the thought doesn't entirely compute and he's not sure he can really comprehend the words about to come out of his mouth.
I'd find it hilarious if it didn't also make me feel slightly gross. Or like someone's walking over my grave.
...But that doesn't mean the two things are mutually exclusive. Your world is still weird.
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I'd find it hilarious if it didn't also make me feel slightly gross. Or like someone's walking over my grave.
...But that doesn't mean the two things are mutually exclusive. Your world is still weird.