

I had no idea “the call of the void” originated from French! Neato!
The void calls out to me constantly.
Every day.
All Day.
… I figure it’s just self-test diagnostics:
“hey, we’re still nominally functional and sane, right? Thinking about <AWFUL HIDEOUS HORRIFIC THING> gives us the badfeels like it should, right? Okay. Good.”







Not shown: the lower lines that list “Arguing in the Shower” and “Arguing in Your Imagination”, and the bottom line of “Not Arguing At All”