dude sidling up to me in the meta section where i was haphazardly shelving the ABSOLUTE WEALTH OF BACK ISSUES OF SHITTY MIDCENTURY MAGAZINE “FATE” THAT WE JUST BOUGHT and he was like *LIP SMACKY NOISE* “how are you, girl,” and as i was reading about FLYING FUCKING SAUCERS i was like “ha ha, peachy…
