Okay! I’ll go. Just stop describing me.

Clearly somebody’s been peeking in my window.

You are a surly, disorganized loner with all the finely-honed fiscal acumen of a congressman after a three-martini lunch combined with the driving ambition of a tree sloth.

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You shouldn't ask these questions of a paranoid recluse, you know.
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