Steak fried chicken, aka salmonella.

This! They can pry my self-deprecating humor from my cold, dead, childish hands.

Yes! As someone with depression, some days just doing the basics is an achievement in itself. No, I don’t want a ribbon (though that would be amusing!) I just want the right to make my somewhat self deprecating jokes that get me through, mmkay.

OCC Lip Tar in Rx would be my guess.

Is GLaDos a Taylor Swift fan?