Hello, Q. Wanted to say thank you. You gave me the inspiration to go off somewhere I'd never been, meet people who reinvigorated my belief in humanity, and enjoy an unforgettable experience that will never leave my heart. You helped rediscover someone that I thought was gone a long time ago: me. Thank you, Q.
And I was woefully underdressed. As I'm walking to Constitution Avenue, guess who I see to my left? Some lunatic in a buffalo hat, shirtless, covered in tattoos, carrying a spear.
>Me: Kinda cold, ain't it?
>Him: I'm warmed by LOVE, brother!
No fucking joke.