
Yes. Reality is the worst game ever. You will not win. You will never win. It's an ingenius trap by the universe.
Anyway, this time it wasn't my fault, really!
See there was this really odd guy sitting one table away from us. Why odd? Well for starters he kept staring at us. Then we realized he was wearing a tag. Some Touch thing was written on it. I figured real quick he was well, they don't like to be called abnormal or handicapped, so I'll leave it at not like most of us.
Somehow he was very fascinated with Joy and kept mimicking whatever she did. Jesus it was very, VERY disturbing. He'd smile stupidly to himself and try to make utterances that sound remotely similar to what we say.
So I tried to be a mime and it was apparently too difficult for him to imitate. Yeah. Nail head, meet hammer.
Okay I admit, it was pretty mean doing stupid things to try get him to imitate us. We tried sticking middle fingers at each other but damn, he couldn't find his pointer.
Lulz all around, but hey, we do our CIP and shit.
It's been a fun day, so here are more pictures.

Take some more unglam photos la Joy. We are creative people and can caption anything!