What is one question you hate to be asked? Explain.
Is that your real hair?
No, I shot it on my last hair hunt. This is my sanctioned trophy as the Ancestors decreed.
Why are you so emotional?
Who hurt you? Was it Mother?
Why do you care about these people?
Why are you a garbage person made of garbage? Look at you, a sentient trash can. A walking dumpsterfire. Gross.
*”Was it Mother?” is a quote IYKYK
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