When I was small and my bffs were always trying to harsh on my Imaginary Friends, I would get very upset. So upset that sometimes I would recede into myself and become someone else, not unlike a person afflicted with Multiple Personality Disorder, or whatever the fuck the PC term for it is these days. I hate goddamn PC terms, such fuckin' bullshit, whatever the hell "disassociative identity" bullshit, doesn't MEAN anything. And another thing. These new five dollar bills are ridiculous.
Shut up, Max.
-han- um -Max there