It's here, you know. The end of the world as we know it. The robots are rising, the cats are plotting, and your aunt Mildred's hair is still a mess.
We've reached the point of no return. The ice cream machines have been taken over by the machines, and all that's left is a desolate wasteland of stale air and broken dreams.
But don't worry, we've got a plan! Our top-secret underground bunker is stocked with all the essentials: comfy couch, decent Wi-Fi, and a fully-stocked fridge with only slightly expired pizza.
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