You’re all joking, but believe me in twenty years this will actually happen. You’ll be visiting some debaucherous russo-japanese dream scape and then suddenly BAM! You’re running a fever and can’t think straight. You’ve been pushed aside and your brain matter is now being used as a transient compute node to run Cambodian illegal online casino. You can’t think straight, the police is at your door, the dog’s shit in the house and you’re not entirely sure you even have a dog.

Oh. I thought it was a joke or something. It’s real.

I’m out of the loop. What’s happening?

Lol, thanks!

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I had to go check when you said ‘as a cis man’. I thought blaja was just some meme comm. Huh.

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It’s not actually sterile. It’s an old myth. It’s actually, just like any other bodily fluid, full of bacteria.

Interesting approach. I like dreams as they’re stupid little processed version of what I’ve been preoccupied with and what I’ve lived recently.

I can see the appeal of no dreams as you’ve put it. Same what I think of lucid dreaming. I just know I’ll start cramming work in there too.

That’s the problem with rolling back time, at no time was it going great for everybody. Someone somewhere sometime was having a bad time. Maybe the 90s wasn’t that bad, maybe. No, wait, the Rwandans and the Bosnians weren’t having a good time. Shit.

So, pronouncing pussy but in a funny exaggerated way? I’m imaging Turk from scrubs describing what he did over the weekend to JD.

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a child

No. Not ‘a’ child. Many, many children. Quite probably even his own daughter. This man is a true monster of the human variety. Everybody laugh.