I read YA as Yaoi and I’m like “or course it’s reasonable to roast him for telling a coworker about the Yaoi he’s reading”

She looks so happy with her collection

God working at Subway with all that paper and plastic feeling bad only to realize the immense scale that every subway trash, then every fast food chain, every restaurant and every store made me feel bad for every trash bag I had to toss cause it had a cup in it

Cause every conversation where there is not a relevant xkcd disappears from reality

Two things to add

1. we are quite early in the age of the universe so intelligent life that wants to communicate probably hasn’t formed yet
2. we haven’t been looking quite that long and the stars are a big place

ICE is our new adeptus arbites