Yes, this is it.
Nobody in my family reads this.
You don’t either. You don’t care.
We used to do this thing in college:
DRINK MOTHER FUCKER DRINK MOTHER FUCKER DRINK MOTHER FUCKER DRINK MOTHER FUCKER DRINK
and we would yell that at people. They were possibly vulnerable. We didn’t care. We were all in it together then.
Ah, those were the days.
/80s reference
We’ve always been tortured.