Jesus Christ he looks fucking terrible, even for a 40 year old, mentally ill, homeless pederast.
But this got me thinking about something. As someone whose telomerase just now reached acceptable length (35 years old), I've been reflecting on where I am in life and how I don't want to wake up in 20-30 years and feel like I've wasted my life on the wrong things (e.g. daily grind, mindless, low-effort entertainment, etc.). I feel like this is probably a pretty normal thing for functioning adults to reflect upon.
Lucas literally wakes up in the AM and the first thoughts in his head and words out of his mouth are about his robo-cop sperm and his need to implant them in young unsuspecting women (or unwilling, either is fine with Lucas). All day, everyday...flatbills, super sperm, DINOs...rinse and repeat.
IMO there's nothing on earth that provides less value than Lucas Werner and his nonsensical cum ramblings. If Lucas survives his next decade, which isn't likely, he will undoubtedly spend it on the 'wrong things' and will have wasted his time on earth, which is fairly amusing in and of itself. But I can't help but be a little unsatisfied at the thought of it ending there.
As we've all seen, Lucas continues to experience negative consequences as a direct result of his anti-social behavior, which is, again, pretty funny. But without Lucas having that moment of realization, where it clicks that every single aspect of his shitty life is entirely his fault, that he will die alone because of his choices, actions, and abysmal genetics, I fear I'll be plagued with chronic telomerase overabundance as the Lucas Wener saga never quite reaches the climax I need.