Day when I have lots of free time and would love to have asks to answer: even the damn crickets won’t chirp for me. Tumbleweeds blow by.
Day when I have a shit ton to do and am just checking in for five second between running around doing stuff: “All right, everybody in the ask box. It’s a fucking clown car, we can all shove our asses in. Come on, that’s right. Pile it on. ASK ALL THE QUESTIONS”.