how about a kitten apocalypse where everyone gets bitten by kittens and turns into kittens lets have one of those
- Holden Caulfield: Hey I just met you
- Holden Caulfield: and this is crazy
- Holden Caulfield: but anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be.
- Holden Caulfield: so don't even call me, you're a phony
4 minutes of white people problems set to a xylophone
I disagree. I think a lot of people can relate to this song. How is loving someone who hurts you a white people problem? How is being a abandoned a white people problem?
