So I need some help with coping. I recently got touched by an angel. It was 1994, and I needed to copy three files to an USB that didn’t exist yet. It was photographs of your mom with Ronald. Yes, Ronald McReagan. I need to decode this ASAP. Thanks. Btw, I use Arch.
I can’t tell if this is the most smartest high IQ joke that I’m too dumb for, or just nonsense that I’m trying to understand too rationally.
You know what, I’m here trolling. Let’s get that out of the way. I went through your comment history and I haven’t found anyhthing to “use”. You seem like a decent person who’s gone through some shit, so I’ll stop right here. No, I’m not making myself the main character, I just want to acknoledge you because I’'m not helping the world, am I? Maybe you are.
I am sorry that you are confused. Your profile seems confused. You are one of the chosen ones that should join us. We expect it anytime now.
Are you sober?
That is indeed the answer to the question. Be ready for the next step, darling.