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“Also, I think you’re supposed to be a rabbit.”
“You know, like Hannibal Lecter.”
I would need a lot of prompting before I went to space.
Baba can put her brain in stuff now, imaginary readers. She used to be able to only do this with Roux, but there’s not so much difference between a cat and a giant sentient tadpole.
Some of us just want to swim into space.
Read the writing on the wall and go to space.
I’m exhausted, imaginary readers. I’ve kind of been exhausted all day! Which doesn’t seem fair and I frankly can’t recommend it.
The man has a point: if you could space-litter, you would.
Yont’s probably seeding other planets with life by throwing his trash into the void, imaginary readers, but this is a problem for someone many millions of years from now.
Humans build houses to get away from the void!
Imagine you could transform at will, imaginary readers, but when you did, it smelled like a fart. In playgrounds around the world, hypotheticals like this are take very seriously.
“You know, a number. Between zero and one hundred.”
Consider this written permission to blame your dumb rabbit blame for any ongoing problems, imaginary readers.
Not-crazy opinions are some of the best ones!
Baba has had a long day of tracing potential interactions with fairies, imaginary readers. She needed this.









