Life is procedurally generated. The render distance extends to the boundaries of my vision and to those I electronically interact with. You have no conscience, you’re a robot. Also, I have a great movie idea; a little boy crashes his tricycle. The accident puts him in a coma. Then, the apocalypse hits. After 37 years, he comes out of the coma. Boom. Then we cast a grizzled Jon hamm as the 40-year old toddler. There’s a montage scene that’s starts with jon dual-wielding rpgs as he walks toward a horde of undead before he says “goo goo ga ga you ♥♥♥♥♥♥ zombiez” and shoots their head off

very not funny

-rep goop