Ok, so here’s what we do. We fake the apocalypse. Destroy buildings, set things on fire, scream and yell “oh the humanity” once in a while, and as the rich retreat into their underground bunkers, then we bring out the cement trucks.
Let’s see how independent and self made they really are, as we hack their surveillance systems to create the world’s new favourite reality show… say it with me now:
How long until the rich eat eachother?!?!
Where do I sign up, how do I help?
Cool. RuPaul and Mark Zuckerberg can enjoy tilling the soil together to harvest turnips after the apocalypse.
Hopefully, I’ll die in the initial nuclear blast.
I mean, if the worst part of the apocalypse is you have to harvest turnips that doesn’t sound so bad to me.
I’d say the worst part would be dying painfully of sepsis after you cut your finger because there are no antibiotics.
As a person who has had (in the last week) three shots and a series of oral antibiotics because of a small-looking but very angry infection in my index finger from a splinter(!) that has required two trips to the doctor to (NSFL) squeeze out the pus, I can understand this. Sepsis ain’t no joke and can come from the most minor wounds.
No no they’re going galt. It’s not the same as taking their ball and going home and it’s totally not childish and ignorant at all, nope.
RuPaul and Ron Paul Walk into a bunker. They never come out.
