Originally Posted by MisterV View Post
"Oh son, I really DO appreciate you. Why, what other son would live locked up in the garret, drinking only his own urine and consuming only potato chips and Dove bars? I appreciate the grocery savings."

Garnabby was oblivious, intent as he was on pondering the Deep Questions of the Universe: it seems that ALL he ever did was ponder...that and go online.

"Now mother, you just go back to watching TV and let me keep theorizing, it's what we Deep Thinkers do. Damn, who knew it would be this difficult to finally figure it all out?"

With that his mother returned to watching FOX news; it was while gazing out the grimy kitchen window that garnabby espied a baby bird fall out of its nest only to be pounced upon and devoured by the neighbor's cat.

"Aha" he exclaimed: "yet more new material for my Theory of Everything. It's odd how every day I run across lots of new things to theorize about: it never seems to end, but I won't stop til I've finally gotten to the bottom of things."

He returned to his attic lair and as always peeked out the window through a slit in the curtains to watch the world pass by, giving him a flood of new ideas yet cocooning him from the certain misery he'd experience were he to chose to actually engage with others in the real world.
Hey, V. Now that we're in the VCT-afterlife (with theGrimReaper), I'll let you in on a little tell of yours. Ha.

The only time that you're not truly miserable is when you bullshit, or make a joke of, persons who you find to be vastly inferior, by telling them how great they are. An attempt to fit in by taking over, and, so, you have to appear to be loveable about it.


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