A man randomly stops you on the street to ask you why there are no recycling bins in this city, telling you what a shame it is, and asking you who could possibly change this situation.

After you manage to break free from his insanity, you turn to your friend and say, "Man, what a fucking space alien!"

Bro since I got dirtpilled on Tuesday I have made sooo many worm friends and made them soo many little houses to get married in. Me? Lonely? No you’re the lonely one u lawn owning freak