Sorry, I misheard you and sent an oedipal arrangement to your mom's funeral
Me: I am Discord and Ruin, birthed from a cosmic egg and sired by the mad god Azathoth at the Edge of All Knowing!
Azathoth: Hi Discord and Ruin, I’m Dad
Him: I don't give a flying fuck!
Me [only needing one more flying fuck to complete the set]: oh. okay.
I may not post very often, but rest assured I'm here. Reading your posts. Watching you. I've been watching you since the day you were born. I see you, always. Even when you think you're alone and you're doing that weird thing you do.
I'm Santa Claus I guess is what I'm saying