Are you in a bad mood yet?
Sorry for all “the fascists” this and the “the fascists” that and Mr. and Mrs. Jean Paul Sartre would say.
Here’s a real pick me up:
What the hell.
It’s still five hours and 35 minutes from 5 PM here.
. . .
Relevant exchange is at 12:20
Mom at the playground: You know why that little boy called you a poopyhead?
Little girl (crying): No . . .
Mom: Because he likes you.
Little girl’s expression: WTF?
Yeah I know it’s all just a rhetorical game to calm the normie idiots. Supposedly.