Hornshire

Clearly. But wait. Do men's suits not come with pants?

Ours is but to do and die.

Burn it all down.

Who'd you get that one from?

D'pends oan grav'ty, noo doesnae't?

Ha. That dude got his stage name from Rocky V. Talk about poor life decisions.

We're somewhat partial to Clancy Brown. But that's just Us. Probably.

That's your opinion, and you are entitled to it. We are very much not a fan of the original, so it doesn't take much for Us to consider something as being better than it.

This is probably Our favorite cover of any song, but We're not sure which version We actually like better. Both are extremely soulful, and very well done.

Phrases are created by combining words in an arrangement that produces meaning of some significance. Swamps tend to be regarded as uninhabitable because you can't build on them. Most of the time, it's a reference to the hardships created by the physical terrain. Occasionally, though, it's used to convey disdain for the local populace and their culture, like if it were applied to, say, Jersey.

Everything We do is normal. To Us, at least.

So like... Ballocks.

Contextual existence merely means that the underlying purpose is also contextual, rather than simply null. An exercise in futility is still exercise. Don't be a fatty.

It is. Because We just gave it.

Given that individual purpose is self-directed, collective meaning does not follow. But let us speculate on the aggregate anyway.

No one deserves it. We are currently occupying it, and nobody has the right to displace Us from it. If We are feeling charitable, We may surrender it to another, but that choice is solely at Our discretion; We are under no obligation to do so, just as no one would be obligated to do so for Us should the situation be changed.

You are going to die someday. Everything you've ever known and loved will crumble. Everything you've ever touched will fade, until no record of your existence remains. All life on this planet will expire, if not on its own then when the sun supernovas, and obliterates the inner part of the solar system. The entire universe will eventually collapse into an inevitable heat death. So you can feel miserable or whatever, if you like. But ultimately, it's a pointless endeavor.

Are those her exclamation points, or yours? Either way, good for you.

Consistency, more often than not, is a farce. It is a wishful fantasy projected by pattern-seeking brains, too fragile to cope with the turbulent nature of reality.

Not usually. But if We're doing it just to kill time rather than being in the mood, it happens. It's kind of like that feeling when you're at a buffet, and you're not hungry after you've finished your plate, but you go back for more anyways.

Pretty sure responding to changes that lost relevance well over a decade ago doesn't qualify as adapting. Also, you should go back to the previous guy who did photoshop for you. This new dude is terribad.

Our impression was that it isn't the activity itself that's supposed to help, but rather the routine. In any case, everyone is different and will respond to things in different ways. You just have to keep trying things until you find what works for you.

Just light the signal, and We'll meet you on the rooftop as usual.

Status update as a courtesy for anyone keeping tabs: Still alive. We're moving threat level from "Slightly Ominous" back down to "Ever Looming". Also, quit keeping tabs. It's a little creepy.