Meanwhile, back at his hideout, Gaylordman has an epiphany: People are scumm. They are the scurge of their own egocentric-selfish-self-missunderstood acts. Ocazionalele momente de tact, menite sa le salveze reputatia nu sunt decat kkt dat cu spray. Minciuni frumoase, in cel mai bun caz.
Sick of all the gayness he spread upon his fellow people, he plans a well deserved brake. Despite all his attempts to save the world, he finds himself alone. Gaylordman needs a hug…
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