It’s like watching a car repeatedly drive straight into a wall. It’s unexplainable, it looks like it hurts a lot, but ultimately it ends up being darkly, ironically funny.
Trust me – being on Tumblr while living in America doesn’t look a whole lot different, only it’s more akin to being the passenger in that car while the driver repeatedly backs up and drives into the same wall. You know you’re going down with the idiot and there isn’t jack shit you can do about it. And no, it’s not funny.
Meg's Mumbles 