I just want to tell you that I went to this tweet and chose to not only play the video but unmute the sound and maximize the picture, and then spent a minute and a half of my life, which I will never get back, watching skeevy furries dance poorly to cheesy holiday music. And then I looked in the corner where it said "295 views," and I realized that one of those 295 views was me, and I will be a part of that statistic until either Twitter dies or I die. And I realized that no one made me do this; I made this choice for myself. And now I kind of want to go and take a shower fully clothed, sitting on the floor of the shower with my arms around my knees. rocking back and forth and quietly crying to myself.