Ughhh just came back from a session with a client (who will not be named because #DivinatorClientConfidentiality) but this smelly looser asked me what the “future had in store in the flushed quadrant” while totally checking me out, ew ew eww grossss. I wouldn’t even be your KISMESIS if you called drones on meee. I told that no life nobody the only future they had in store was crippling lonelinessss.