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(May 2nd, 2024)

No. They’ve made a mockery of me. I’m sorry I left you in this situation, Lacey. It’s not your fault. It’s not true.

I tried to be a good husband. To a man. But it’s far more complicated to be a good spouse when you’re actually in love with your spouse and they aren’t a delusional narcissist with an emotionally deaf family.

It’s all profoundly unfair. To you. I’d say it’s unfair to me but I’m not the one who was left so disgustingly alone. So criminally alone. You were.

I’m so sick of being reminded that I used to call Jack’s family on his birthday. I did that. But not as much as they say I did. And they make me sound so homosexual in how they describe it. I wasn’t that genuinely flamingly gay. I just wasn’t. I did call them. I did have a gay voice. But…I was actually heterosexual. And…no. My attempt to be a good husband isn’t proof that I was homosexual. I’m sorry! I was…trying. And…I was horribly confused.

“So you wanted to be a good husband. As a gay man!? BEFORE the Gay Rights Movement!? Yeah right!!!” yells an angry living queer woman.

“Yes. Actually. I did.

It’s not that astounding or impossible.” says Lem. “You’re an ignorant asshole. Fuck off with your dumbass, self-important woke pretensions.”

“But HOW Lem?” asks her friend.

“Gay people with brains existed before the Gay Rights Movement. I wasn’t gay…but it’s not as if…gay people never discussed anything amongst themselves in private.

But no. It’s simple. I was a very moral, honorable man. That’s all.

I was a very moral, high-minded man and I didn’t think being homosexual was necessarily evil. I was raised Christian. And I didn’t necessarily think it was anti-Christian. And why compromise my core values and faith just because I was…mutated? Or sick. You know? It’s like asthma. You don’t have to stop breathing just because you have asthma.” says Lem.

“But how were you able to reason through all that before the Gay Rights Movement!??” she asks, still enraged.

“I had a brain.

I had my very own brain.

I had my very own brain and I used it.” says Lem.

“Where are all the men today who have brains?” she asks.

“You’re not straight, right!??” says Lem.

She thinks. “I might be if they thought for themselves more.”

“Mmm. No. Do you like men or not?” asks Lem.

“See…some lesbians like to insist you’re like a woman because they want to argue Lacey is gay.” says her friend.

“Why!?” asks Lem.

“Because we hate her. Some of us.” says her friend.

“So…that’s an insult to you?” asks Lem.

“No! It’s an insult to her.” says the queer woman.

“Why!?” asks Lacey.

“Because that’s not what you are, but it’s fun to torture you. It feels empowering. Like…we’re stealing you’re authority.

And it’s fun to hurt her.

And…honestly…it’s totally justified. Because she’s an oil heiress and she’s conservative.” says the living queer woman.

“So you’re a degenerate narcissistic fool. Or a naive sucker.

The oil isn’t really safe with anyone else. For her or her family. She’s more or less holding together humanity with that one.

And as far as her being conservative? Yeah? That’s a bizarre assumption.” says Lem.

“But you shouldn’t say it might not be allowed in Heaven!!!” she says, very upset.

“But what if it’s not!?!! Do you know!?!” yells an Asian gay man.

“Why can’t we just say God doesn’t exist? Or…why can’t we just…be nice!??” she says.

“Do you know for a fact He doesn’t exist!?” yells the living Asian gay man.

“Ahh!! I understand physics! Okay!?!” she says indignantly.

“But that doesn’t disprove God.” says the living Asian gay man.

“Ahh. It does!” she says, very offended. Very sure of herself.

“No. It doesn’t.” he says, sadly.

“Ha! Okay. Get back to me after you’ve read a book!” she says.

“I have. For real…it doesn’t disprove God.” he says.

“Okay. But…

See…I’m just sad. Because Jack and Lem had something so special. And she’s clearly just trying to ruin it out of her pettiness.” she says. “There’s no other explanation! She’s CLEARLY HOMOSEXUAL!”

“No. That’s narcissistic bullshit.

You’re almost a clinical narcissist.” says the CIA.

“Yeah. Okay.

I’ll fuck you!” she says in a sexy voice, suddenly.

“Wow! You really think everyone’s dumb but you.” says the CIA.

“Ahh. No.

I’m sorry. Come again!?” she says. She laughs. Usually this is when her audience applauds her. She has felt higher than a kite on people’s approval of her her whole life.

“Jack was a huge narcissistic piece of festering shit.” says living a gay French man.

“So!!?” she says like the genuinely spoiled airhead she might be.

“Are you secretly privileged?” asks the GOP.

“Oh my GOD! Have you even heard of heteronormative privilege!? Ah! …No.” she says.

“What hardships do you currently have?” asks the GOP.

“I’m unemployed.” she says.

“Ahh. But you love your girlfriend and you live with her? And she’s your little plaything?” asks the CIA.

“Yes.” she says smiling.

“So you’re describing what you have with your romantic partner. Not what Lem and Jack had?” asks the CIA.

“Don’t. It’s sad.” she says.

“Don’t what!??” asks a non-binary persons

“Don’t be a loser, I guess. Whatever. You have male privilege now based on their bullshit.” she says.

“Hey! I’m tall. And…actually…if I’m really non-binary…maybe. Nah. At times…I have.” they say.

“Really!?” asks a Liberal.

“Yeah.

I actually know Lacey. And you know…people internalize trauma differently. I experienced abuse too. But…if I’m actually nonbinary…I had male privilege. Lacey did not. When it came to parental abuse.” says the person.

“What do you mean?” she asks.

“Boys can…en emotionally distant. Nobody judges them. Matter of fact, it’s encouraged. So…people still find me attractive. And I knew someone would still love me. Somewhere. Someday.

Women…and I can speak to this experience too…are expected to be pristine. Or they have been for the last few decades. I’m not sure why. But Millennials were obsessed with…being chill. And traumatized people have no chill.

So…at times I would lean in to my male side around Lacey. Whether real or not. Just to avoid feeling saddened by how sad she was.” they admit.

“Why!?” asks someone.

“So you noticed I seemed male!??” she asks Lacey.

“If you are, whether you are in Heaven or not…yes.” says Lacey.

“I wanted to win.” says the person. “We were in school together. And I’m competitive.”

“That’s brutal.” says a reader.

“Yup. Each person for themselves. Right?” they say.

“That’s vile.” says a reader.

“It is.” they say, whether sorry or not.

“Did any of us really care about her?” asks Ruth.

“Ahh.

No.” they say.

“Who did you have to talk to!??” asks Ruth.

“No…one.” says Lem.

“I tried talking to Becca and my mother who raised me. But that was almost…useless.” says Lacey.

Girl Of The Year by Beach House plays.

“Lacey. Would you want to be that popular?” asks Harold Loeb.

“No. People today aren’t worth being popular for. They’re worth love and salvation. But…love isn’t easy to find nowadays. Kids are always my worry because their world is…Hell. The world we’re giving them is Hell. And I hope on an individual level at least we can try to care. I fight for my kids.

Hey! Do you even understand what a child is? No? Huh. Maybe you’d be better off dead.” Lacey says to the queer woman from before. “Jack and Lem is complete fucking shit. And you’re a gullible, sheltered, spoiled idiot.”

“I’d be better off dead?” asks the queer woman, crying.

“What good are you? I’m not homosexual. And you have the empathy of an evil toothpick.” says Lacey.

“I can’t die.” she says.

“Why?” asks Michael Rockefeller.

“Because I’m alive. And healthy.” she says.

“You’re a vile bitch.” says Lem. “A vile, entitled bitch.”

“We still experience trauma!!” yells the LGBTQ+ community.

“FROM WHO!?” yells Michael.

“Lacey?” says the they.

“No. That’s stupid.” says Ruth. “She’s not at all persecuting you.”

“But she’s not saying we’re for sure going to Heaven.” says the queer woman, acting very hurt.

“How can anyone guarantee that?!” asks the CIA.

“Isn’t this like…hateful though?” says the queer woman.

“Mmm…no. I didn’t sense any hate from her.” says a reader.

“No!!! It’s there!” yells the queer woman.

“Not necessarily.” says the non-binary person.

“Yeah. I don’t actually sense any real hatred either. I think we’re just being narcissistic and wanting to be hurt.” says Ruth.

“Okay. Here’s why I should be alive!

Because…you can’t kill me for being a narcissist.” says the queer woman.

“Any other reason?” asks the CIA.

“It’s wrong to murder people.” she says.

“Okay. Why shouldn’t you kill yourself?” asks the CIA.

“Because…I have people who be sad if I died.” she says.

“But what if you didn’t?” asks the CIA.

“Because I want to live.” she says.

“What if you didn’t?” says the CIA,

“Then- Oh well!?” she says.

“What about if God doesn’t want you to?” asks the CIA.

“Whatever! I’m loved.” she says.

“What if you weren’t?” asks the CIA.

“Oh my god! EVERYONE IS LOVED!” she says.

“No. Untrue. …So what if you weren’t?” asks CIA.

“Look. I’m a huge, heartless, know-it-all bitch. I’m spoiled and stupid. I’m gullible. I’m entitled. Oh well.

You can’t kill me. And I refuse to kill myself.” she says. “I’m sorry. I’m worried about suicide victims. I mostly just worry about myself.”

“Aren’t you lonely and bored?” asks the CIA.

“No. I’m too retarded to understand how alone I am.” she says in the afterlife.

“You’re genuinely retarded?” asks the CIA.

“I might be evil. But…ahh…I might not be able to cognitively understand how much I’m not connected to other people. I’m evil. Sure. But I’m…one of those narcissists who…might be dumb too.” she says.

“So you don’t feel separated from me? You constantly feel my love? Even though that’s a hallucination?” asks the CIA.

“Yeah? It’s like I’ll never lose you.” she says.

“That’s insane.” says the CIA.

“Yeah. It’s also possible it’s a cognitive problem? What’s wrong with my brain?” she asks. “Did I do it to myself or did you do it to me? With chemicals.”

(May 3rd, 2024)

“You have to give up your pretensions!” says Caroline Kennedy to Lacey.

“I can’t believe you’re this stuffy.” says Bobby Kennedy Junior to Lacey.

“But I’m just being myself.” says Lacey. She suddenly starts to struggle to breath.

Illuminati psychics who have worked with her decided to help the Kennedys by contacting her “spirit” in order to help them “set things back in order.” She flails around over her morning coffee struggling to breath. She punches her grandmother’s writing desk with her fist in a rage in prayer to Jesus. Suddenly she starts breathing again.

“You can’t- That’s me.” says Lacey to the Illuminati.

“Awkward.” says Jay Z.

“No. I’m sorry, but that’s just me.” says Lacey.

“No. That can’t be you.” says Caroline.

“No. That’s just me.” says Lacey.

“I’m going to get to the bottom of this. I am! Chill out!” says Bobby to his family.

“Yeah. There’s no way!” says Joe I.

“Oh…dear…GOD!” says Jay Z, in frustration.

“No. That’s just me.

You were trying to exercise my own spirit from my body. That’s not someone I’m pretending to be. That’s just me!” says Lacey.

Bobby laughs, somehow feeling victorious. It’s unclear why or how.

“You guys the Nesheim oil is real.” Shell reminds the Kennedys.

“Yeah. Okay!” says Joe I., rolling his eyes.

Jay Z throws his hands in the air in exasperation.

“No. It really is real.” says Lacey.

“It’s a cheap piece of shit!” says Bobby. “You all were farmers before you had an oil company come along and give you a check.”

“Bobby…they were millionaires.” says Sinclair Oil.

“Yeah! They were land rich.

But they sent their kids to North Dakota state schools. They aren’t worth shit socially.

And…I’m the Kennedy.

Look…we don’t acknowledge them.

I as A KENNEDY don’t acknowledge them.” says Bobby.

“Bobby…they privately own one of the largest light crude oil reserves in the whole damn world.” says Sinclair. “Literally.”

“So? To be honest…it’s all accidental.” says Bobby.

“Mmm. Maybe not?” says Sinclair Oil.

“What!? You expect me to think they planned this in the 1900’s!?!” says Bobby.

“Buckle-up!” says a lawyer in the DNC. “Yeah! Gunhild knew.”

“She might have.” says Lacey.

“So they picked that land because they knew there was oil on it!? In the early 1900’s?” says Bobby.

“Possibly.

I know they knew years and years ago.” says Lacey.

“So they weren’t just land rich?” says Bobby.

“No! Bobby we’ve explained this to you. Many times.” says the CIA.

He “loses his patience” and excuses himself from this particular telepathic conversation. Caroline psychically offers him an air hug in support.

“I’m so confused. Why do they never get it!?” asks a reader.

“I have no idea.” says Lacey.

“We think it’s a…sort of psychological thing.” says the CIA. “It’s very complicated. I’m sorry. They’re not as sane and rational as you might have imagined.”

“If that’s true…what the fuck are people doing giving Bobby support!?” asks a reader.

“They all have lots of varying reasons.” says M6.

Time Traveller by M. I. A. plays as India looks on with grave concern. Pedophiles have their heads cut off and their victims are shot. Hospitals in Ukraine are blown-up as they funnel children being sold. Russia laughs. It’s bloody, quick and efficient. There’s nothing wrong with efficiency. Grow-up.

The Ritters of Germany and The Netherlands, Lacey’s grandmother’s family, laughs as well.

“For many hundreds of years we have believed in reincarnation. Why?” asks India. “Is it possible it’s in the Bible?

No?

Okay. Prove it.

Because we’re genuinely concerned it is.” says India. They shrug.

The song plays.

The song ends.

Silence.

The song starts over again.

…

The song ends.

Energy Freq by M. I. A. starts over again.

It’s actually 1962. Right this second.

And Lem…walks down the halls of the White House.

“As Lacey…his dead wife who he loved…haunts him.” says India. They shrug. “Possibly.”

Jack Kennedy laughs. Struts. He’s happy.

“Jack. Who is that?” gently asks India of JFK in his consciousness.

Jack looks at Lem Billings and laughs.

“Yeah. Who is he!?” asks India.

“Lem!!” says JFK. “He’s my friend.”

“Oh! Wow!

Does he suck your cock?” asks India.

“Yeah.” laughs Jack. “He is a cock sucker.” He easily laughs at Lem.

“Damn!” says India. “So he’s your friend?”

“Yeah! Sure.

Look. Why are you asking?” asks JFK.

“He’s Emperor Constantine.” says India. “Possibly.”

JFK looks extremely confused.

“Who’s Emperor Constantine?” asks JFK.

“The first ruler of the Holy Roman Empire.” explains India.

“LEM!??” scoffs JFK.

“Yah! Lem.” says India.

“Huh.

You know…I highly doubt that.” laughs JFK. “He’s LEMMERS. That’s the problem…with what you’re saying. You see? He’s…sort of…lowly.” says JFK.

“Have you ever analyzed this before?” asks India.

“No!

Why would I do that?” asks JFK.

“Because he’s actually EMPEROR CONSTANTINE.” says an Indian who believes in reincarnation and Christ.

“FUCK YOU!!” says JFK like a lower caste man being fired from McDonald’s for being a genuinely bad employee.

“Jack…how did your father get his money?” asks India.

“He’s rich.” says Jack, belligerently.

“How!?” asks India.

“You figure it out!” says JFK, in a huff.

And at that at 6 ft. 4 inches tall Lem walks by. Head high in the air. Buff. Silent.

“Welp. There goes Emperor Constantine.” says India.

Jack is not at all interested or concerned.

It’s Not Unusual Tom Jones plays from 2024 into 1962 in the White House if Lacey is Scotia reincarnated. It’s loud in their spirits and on repeat. In May of 1962.

And at that Scotia walks after Lem. She follows him everywhere.

“Jack! Scotia is in your White House!” says the Indian from 2024. “Possibly.”

“Who’s Scotia?” asks JFK.

“She started Scotland.” says Tom Selleck.

“Huh. Okay?” says JFK. “Why is she here?”

“She’s married to Lem.” says India.

“Lem is- No. I doubt it!” says JFK, laughing.

“Jack you like to delegate your work. Right?” asks India.

“Yes! I hire people.” says JFK.

“Ahh..so you look smarter than you are?” asks India.

“Yes! My father hired people my whole life to do that.” says JFK.

“Alright.

I’m here to tell you you have Scotia and Emperor Constantine in the White House. If there’s reincarnation. And they are sleeping together.” says India.

It’s Not Unusual starts over.

“How!?” asks JFK.

“Reincarnation!” yells India.

“Reincarnation?” asks JFK.

“Yes! Reincarnation.” says India.

“Lem is also a British aristocrat.” says the Duchess of Devonshire. “If there’s reincarnation. He was married to Lacey. She’s his wife. And Scotia. And he’s Emperor Constantine. And she’s a dead Scottish aristocrat. …If there’s reincarnation.”

“I’m not sure why I care.

Reincarnation is a- Reincarnation is an Eastern…religion.

And I’m…- I’m an Irish Catholic. See? So…that’s none of my concern.” says JFK.

“But what if…it’s in the Bible? Like we said before.” says India.

“It’s- Look. This is stupid.

Just…leave me alone.” says JFK, waving his hand around in the air dismissing them.

“Look…Jack…it’s serious.

If there’s reincarnation that’s not a safe sex toy!” says the India to Jack, while pointing at his Lemmers.

“He’s a nigger lover.” jokes JFK. “I’m FINE!”

“Aren’t you a nigger lover too?” asks the Indian.

“Well alright.

Ha! I’m not interested. Just leave me alone.” says JFK.

“I will repeat this one last time.

If there’s reincarnation in the Bible…that’s Scotia’s ghost and Lem is Emperor Constantine.” says India.

“And they’re British aristocrats!” says the Duchess of Devonshire.

JFK laughs. “Lem would love to be a British aristocrat.”

“He is one!” says the Duchess of Devonshire.

Jack ignores them.

They at least somewhat sadly leave.

In Ear Park by Department of Eagles plays.

Why would it matter?

If there’s reincarnation in the Bible…

1. Emperor Constantine was arguably one of the most powerful men in all of human history. Forget the US. He ruled the Holy Roman Empire. He wasn’t elected. He was an emperor. Of the HOLY ROMAN EMPIRE.

2. Scotia started Scotland. She was Egyptian daughter of an Egyptian pharaoh. She was likely very intelligent and shrewd. And fierce. And possibly also unusually beautiful.

If she was straight and had a good personality…there are a few men in human history who would be vying for her attention. Why? Because…people like to be with someone who they can relate to. So if you’re King William I. you might…like Scotia. Because she’s sincerely relatable. You “get her.” She may also be a perfect soulmate for Emperor Constantine if they’re correctly matched-up, so to speak. And honestly…she’s totally irreplaceable. So…messing around with her and Constantine to the degree that the Kennedys possibly have….was beyond arrogant and ordinary foolishness. If there’s reincarnation in the Bible it was arguably one of the most stupid, gross and profoundly foolish things ever done in all of human history.

3. They were married. And they were happy. And they had kids together. They had years of marriage. And they were British.

Lacey was Scottish. Her family had a title. In Scotland. And Lem was very wealthy and related to the Spencers.

Messing around with them…isn’t just about the Holy Roman Empire anymore. Or Ancient Egypt even. As overwhelming as those two facets already are. It’s also a modern, current European issue.

If Tsar Putin is a Romanov he’s…stuck being that man just like Lacey. And there’s nothing he can do about it either. Harassing them too much is not only futile it’s possible it could end the world.

And the problem is…if there’s reincarnation in the Bible…it’s not almost ever discussed. So…Asia is…fascinated. So to speak. That’s politically significant.

4. And Casi…is a dead Italian woman. What are her real intentions? The Italians are very passionate. Right?

What really happened? Lacey wasn’t attracted to her. What’s creepy is that she might have known that and used the situation to start trouble. Why? Well…we don’t know. Harassing Lacey might have been a way to aggravate the situation for some larger purpose.

Around The Bay by Department of Eagles plays.

Whether there’s reincarnation in the Bible or not…the Italians might have attacked the Irish in New York City in the 1970’s because of this. Because of Lem. Truly. Gross? What’s really gross? …”Tis a competition!? You’re on!” says someone.

5. AIDS could have even happened because of this. That started just as Lem committed suicide.

Why? Because he was totally defiled. And Lacey was too. And it’s a fallen world.

So…if they’re Constantine and Scotia…and they came back with the intention of helping AFRICA…maybe someone somewhere got angry. Africa suffered in the 20th Century. And possibly…as Lem lay dying…AIDS spread to “his friends from the 70’s” who never gave a shit enough about him to realize he was straight and screwed-up. Or who were heartless rapist monsters? He never got to help Africa either way.

“He said he loved Jack his whole life!!” says a man.

“Yes. But how did he actually mean it!?” asks Lacey. “Is it possible he meant it in some rather unromantic way? Yes. It’s very possible.”

“NO!! It’s not.” says the man.

“Why?” asks Casi.

“Because.” says the man.

“No. You’re full of shit?” says Lacey.

“It was said in a profoundly romantic way!” shrieks the Gay community.

“No it wasn’t.” says a dead man who was there.

“How was it said?” asks MSNBC.

“He sounded sharp. Almost defensive. Like he was feeling attacked somewhere by someone. He sounded very…agitated. On a deeper level. Like he’d been arguing with someone and was…trying to declare himself. Maybe like someone had told him he was full of shit. Or maybe that he didn’t have a life. Or something. And…it’s probably true that he didn’t understand what love was. Or thought it was impossible for him. …It’s actually a very weirdly mathematical concept, the way he says it. Devoid of emotion. Which suggests he doesn’t even mean romantic love…or if he does he barely knows what he’s talking about.

He’s not that…way. Lacey is. Lacey says deeply passionate things in cold, elegant, exact words. He doesn’t.

He said it to mean non-romantic love. And if he secretly meant it in any other way it was…very unclear.” says a dead man. “As in, it was possibly meaningless. Lem was complicated. Be careful quoting him.”

“So if Lacey isn’t talking to Lem I’m almost positive…Harold Loeb or Scott…or Louis…or Michael or possibly even Elliott…know she’s been fooled. And are completely on top of it all. Okay!? That’s reality.

I don’t think that’s likely though. I think it’s far more likely that Lem was straight. For real. And we need to take comments like the one above more seriously. Because…for all we know that’s an exact answer.” says Tony Danza.

“I was straight!” says Lem. “That’s the context. Of everything I did and said. No exceptions.”

“It’s pathetic you have to keep repeating that.” says Casi. “It’s why I shouldn’t call myself straight. But…you’d think they’d get that you were at least bisexual? It’s so pathetic.”

6. Homosexuals have wedged themselves into a mess. Why? Well…they’re either perverts. With mental health issues who were taken far too seriously. Or…they’re victims of their own arrogance in thinking that by being a minority group they somehow are immune from gross evil and stupidity.

Their victories were given to them because of America. And that required a strong middle class. So a lot of their culture is very embedded in the middle class. And they don’t want to see that they look like Jack. Jack looks and sounds and acts like them. Because it makes them feel ugly and insecure about themselves.

Thinking that a nice, quiet, cheerful, straight bespectacled young man like Skippy could devote himself to a young man is…very endearing and romantic to them. A nice man. Aww! …But…that’s impossible. Because HE’S STRAIGHT. You can’t marry off a nice straight man to a gay man. That’s stupid as fuck. …But they being so middle class they don’t question Wikipedia or the popular media. That’s scary and unthinkable to them.

They are so infuriating.

And I’m sorry…but I just explained something about reality to them and they are not even trying to understand? Why? Why doesn’t that explain AIDS? Because Lem was gay? No. You can’t keep assuming that! You can’t assume he was attracted to men at all. People have made way too many assumptions.

7. Comparing yourself to Scotia and Constantine is possibly insane. You’re going to compete with them!? HOW!? Who are you?!?

You were impressive too? Oh you better be sure you’re for real.

8. It’s just damn scary.

It’s weird how deeply entrenched the belief that Lem was gay is. But it’s absurdly important to a lot of lower class people. They viciously hold on to that, regardless of its safety.

And that’s the problem. It’s a fallen world. So…if Lem is Constantine…it’s deadly serious. Especially since it’s Scotia you’re attempting to take him away from. And it’s impossible…but you’re so damn determined because of JFK…and a child molesting priest…that given the Gay Rights Movement’s support for pedophiles now and in the past you all could have cursed yourselves with AIDS. Even if there were innocent gay men and Lacey an Lem didn’t want it…the earth in Africa itself might have cursed gay men. Satanists might understand. So might Wiccans. I hope current Christians can too. Other than Lacey. I’ll pray for them.

So…why would Africa itself care? Because of heat. And other disturbances. Nature is harsh at times.

And Covid came from this all too. Lacey’s being suffocated spiritually to death by the Kennedys. And other narcissistic people. She has been her whole life. They attached themselves to Lacey and Lem like AIDS and Covid. And tried to get them to become them…out of amazing jealousy and profound hatred. And they don’t and didn’t even deserve it.

“But that’s AIDS!” says a monkey.

“Not all British people are evil. But that’s Covid. But that’s AIDS.” says AIDS itself. It shrugs. “Look. I don’t make the rules.”

“I’m sorry I have to kill you.” says a cancer patient to her cancer.

“I understand!” whispers her cancer. “It’s just how it works. I’m sorry I cause you pain.”

“Will I see you in Heaven?” she asks.

“Yes. I hope I don’t bring you there.” says the cancer.

In shock. “I don’t think you will!

It must be weird attacking me.”

“I’m not enjoying it. Some cancer cells do. I don’t. But…that’s the way it is.” says the cancer.

“It’s a fallen world.” says a mosquito.

See. It’s bad. She can talk to cancer.

And why? Is that because she’s Scotia or what? Because you all are so evil? Both?

This is very serious. Try to be mature, if you’re an adult. Try to be more mature and thoughtful.