I myself have a shaky alliance with logic; it helps me most times but other times it sneakily vanishes.
Also it's kinda funny how this thread was dead for a couple years then got necro'd and is now alive and well again.
There comes a point in every person's life when they decide whether their existence is a tragedy or a comedy or a horror or a romance. Currently sliding down the tragedy of having no friends who I talk to in real life except my chickens.
The Redspine stood in front of them, watching. "Tondon..." it murmured, "I promise... I won't eat you..." it stuttered for a moment. "Friend."
It turned, and began walking towards the Casino, trying not to look back.
I was homeschooled last year, but the year before my entire class had to run up and down flights of stairs over and over because that was what the firefighters did.