I say my evil robot twin is the evil one, on account of the theft, defenestration, gun-smuggling and loud theater chatter.
My evil robot twin says that there is no truth, and no good or evil, that there is nothing pure in this world -- we're both Billy Idol fans but for opposite reasons -- and that if anyone's the evil one, it's me for trying to perpetuate "the lie of distinction."
We also have exactly complementary pizza topping preferences, and we can't agree which is more important, corn muffins or justice.
So, please, chime in and help us settle something once and for all: should we stop carpooling to work together?
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