The non-migratory Brainweasels have been having a nice romp in the snow. Basically it boils down to a lot of little things all aligning on "your existence is surplus to requirements so what do we care about it". I suspect that a certain amount of this is simply background Existing Whilst Female static, but after a while one does begin to get a complex about trying to deal with a world where you've realised you don't even have any expectation of getting paid for your time anymore.


It's really not helping anything that Inner Cecily has recently admitted that she meant literally eating literal babies and I can't actually find a hole to poke in her argument.
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