I’m not sure if your eyeballs are going or if you’re angry with me or if you’re just some kind of overenthusiastic waterhead, but STOP FUCKING YELLING AT ME.

Okay? Thanks.

While we’re on the subject, it’s about time we discussed the use of multiple exclamation points up in this pig. Skewering the end of a sentence with just one is bad enough, but stringing two or more together should be so high up on the list that if they mounted the Hubble telescope on the back of the Millennium Falcon, you still couldn’t catch a glimpse of the fuckers. I know it’s exciting that you’re excited, but the rest of us buried our inner ten-year old girl in the backyard alongside our wide-eyed wonder and ability to demonstrate joy a long, long time ago, so knock it off already.