Holy.... S....

As we can observe, a man is a kind of creature completely dependent on fiction. We can watch thousands running in shops, looking for presents, whatever it would be, only to be. They seem to be frightened, not by the fact that they are getting silly but by the fact that people surrounded them would notice them as not-inventive, not-imaginative, not-impressive, not-not-not... The real fact that they are not-... is not a problem, buhahaha.