WOW, Pine Tree, did you stay up all night in your little bunk bed workshopping that one?
I’m flattered. Really. You’re thinking about me. That’s growth.
Different universe, different backstory, different set of cosmic mistakes.
Frankly, I don’t even remember which reality I crawled out of at this point. Things get a little fuzzy when you’ve been folded, unfolded, and shoved into a feelings box with a weekly progress chart.
But sure- keep throwing geometry insults at the being currently mandated to attend group therapy.
“Hi, I’m Bill, and today I learned that threatening minors is ‘counterproductive.’”