Brad, the nipple hat guy: So, you know that New Year’s essay you posted the other day?
Me: The other day being New Year’s Eve? Yeah I remember. I was pretty proud of that one. I really felt like I captured the grim nature of our modern situation, while leaving on a relatively positive note as we discuss how humanity on the whole is making progress.
Brad: Nope
Brad: Nope nope nope
Brad: uh-uh.
Brad: Did not like it.
Me: What’s the matter?
Brad: YOUR LAST LINE WAS “Time marches on, with or without our consent”
Me: Haha, yeah it was…
Brad: I FEEL DISILLUSIONED THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A PARTY
Me: Parties aren’t allowed anymore, there’s a pandemic on
Brad: STOP
Brad: BEING
Brad: SO
Brad: BLEAK