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I didn't understand why it was ok for him to shit on me, not in a pokey fun way, when i expressed sincere horror in the immediate wake of the shootings. Shit on for feeling, for caring, for expressing? Fuck that, I am human.
And I also don't get Flint's constant need to check in seemingly just to admonish dwellers in a tsk tsk 'at children' kind of way. I'm insulted FOR the targets of that crap.
I liked his Amish
Better than his admonish
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