Welp. Guess I died.
Again.
Really would be nice if that would stop fucking happening.
But because of blah blah data can’t be destroyed yadda yadda sci-fi bullshit here I am. Again. Live and in the flesh. Or, uh, dead and in the… code? Fuck, you think I’d be used to this by now. Ready to answer whatever dumbass shit you can think to ask us to ease the boring tedium of the afterlife.
So. Ask away, assholes.
Seriously it’s so fucking boring here.
[CURRENTLY ACCEPTING ASKS: Church]













