my wife, my anchor to normalcy, laughing and gleeful as she so rarely does and is

"I know, I know," I say. "You wanna revel with your brofriends."

they're the inevitable "default guy is me" ones that are unavoidable as they've about 99.99% of all Earth's resources

I want to find a way to tolerate the presence of brofs because normies can

it's a necessary skill. so it is learned and practiced.

all skills must be

all

skills