"Senses 'impending doom'"!? Are you fucking kidding me?
"The end is nigh! I can feel it in me bones! The entrails have foretold a pestilential apocalypse...any day now! Repent, ye heretics who have not heeded the counsel of St. Fauci the Wise! The febrile visage of Papa Nurgle appeared in me tea leaves, he did, and promised a Doom on all the world should we remain idle! We must needs cut out the hearts of our children atop the ziggurat and set fire to our harvest! This shall bring hardships unnumbered in the days to cone, 'tis true, but t'would be far brighter than the unfathomable and everlasting darkness of the Doom!"
"Senses 'impending doom'"!? Are you fucking kidding me?
"The end is nigh! I can feel it in me bones! The entrails have foretold a pestilential apocalypse...any day now! Repent, ye heretics who have not heeded the counsel of St. Fauci the Wise! The febrile visage of Papa Nurgle appeared in me tea leaves, he did, and promised a Doom on all the world should we remain idle! We must needs cut out the hearts of our children atop the ziggurat and set fire to our harvest! This shall bring hardships unnumbered in the days to cone, 'tis true, but t'would be far brighter than the unfathomable and everlasting darkness of the Doom!"
My entrails are loose and floppy after I leave the bathhouse.