How Do You Stay So Silly In The Face Of Adversity? This Year Is Already Shaping Up To Be The Worst Of

How do you stay so silly in the face of adversity? This year is already shaping up to be the worst of my life and, weirdly, I wish I could just channel your incredible perseverance. How do you stay silly? How do you keep the motivation to even post at all? Through the emos, the witches, the death of the Kermit plush, Bucephalus, the fire, nearly getting crucified, getting cursed, losing the job at KFC, and now the whole ordeal that moving always is. How do you stay you?

I refuse to blink first. I refuse to give my enemies the satisfaction. They would love to watch me crumple in despair, but I will look them in the eyes and stretch my Joker Grin ever further, ever more violently, and ever more gleefully. They may try to force my submission, but they will find I have too many teeth.