"McDonald's flying saucers"
https://www.reddit.com/r/nostalgia/s/PI4gMEBZp1
Whenever I have an urge to tell the patriarchy to please get the f*** over itself, I'm also like, look, it's time to remember that you were a very nice, chill little kid sometimes. Think about how fun it was with that McDonald's Happy Meal UFO toy you liked to play with in the bathtub. Chill kids are happy kids, and that is something that girl children and boy children both deserve! And perhaps they don't get enough of that; especially if they're in a detention center right now. Oops sorry, I don't know why I get the impulse to go there. I probably read too much Anne Frank in recent years; I'm sorry. I don't know if my spirit guides are sorry, though; they might not be sorry at all. But I am a little bit because I'm also trying to make my life more comfortable. Except that I also don't care about making my life more comfortable. I have contradictory impulses sometimes.
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