I'm already sorry I was ever born.

DBZ running so long it becomes slice of life is the most charming thing. You came to earth to kill. You came to earth to plunder and destroy. You were born to kill Goku. Now you’re friends with Goku and have a phone with a group chat and a capsule corp house and an invitation to a communal potluck every year – last time it was on a cruise ship, the year before, a park picnic – whenever there’s a problem you call Goku to punch it, when that doesn’t work you fuse with him to become one, when that doesn’t work you get your sons involved, when that doesn’t work your sons fuse as well. When you came to earth you didn’t know – your son will be friends with his son and your wife will be friends will his wife (Vegeta); or you train his son and love him like your own, you are in the family wedding picture on the wall of their house and go shopping with Goku’s wife and get your human drivers licence together with clothes from his wardrobe and pick up his grandchildren from kindergarten and listen to his academic son’s biology thesis (Piccolo).

in the US we only have 3 genders. american beauty, american psycho, and american pie

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