Inside Doug's Head

I am not a number, I am… What's that stuff they make glue out of? I'm that. Forever swirling, forwards and upwards, but always sticky. Sometimes, a little sad.

It turns out that they are significantly more tolerable if you just stare passively at their jiggly boobs and wait quietly for the vitriol to end. Avoid direct eye contact at all cost. For the love of God, do not ask follow up questions. And how was your relationship with your father? It’s your nuclear winter, Dude.


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