Skeemer, why is it that I have a need to justify my own existence? Why can't I just be okay with who I am?

 

WHOA. Why are you asking me this?

 

Because I figured you'd be someone who understands.

 

Look, man. I'd love to chat, but I've got a kegger that I gotta hit up. If you're feeling suicidal, pick up that phone and call me, okay?

 

A kegger? Really? Who's party is it? Do I know them?

 

It's, uh, my friend's. And you don't know them. Uh, I gotta go now. Later, dude.

Skeemer has exited.

 

Later, Skeemer.

Hey Wheels, do you ever feel the need to justify your existence? Or are you truly fine with who you are?

 

Bzt-bzzzt-bzt-bzzzt-BZZat.

 

Wow. I have much to learn from you.