Ugh

Anonymous

You ruined my life, Conversatron. I hope you die.

Responses:

Space Moose

Oh we did not either “ruin your life”, you big baby. We merely held up a mirror to your quirks and foibles, while pushing you down a flight of stairs.

Milkman Dan

And don’t forget the part where we stole your car and drove it into a flock of federally-protected migratory birds.

Space Moose

Oh! And the time we spiked your drink, then used your phone to send an email to your entire company. You remember that email, I’m sure.

Milkman Dan

What a baby.