A nonplussed character wearing a feathered leather hat and a backpack full to bursting says to a disgruntled man “aight it’s been real but im disappearing into the woods forever.”
The would-be hermit turns only his eyes toward the man as he raises his arms in frustration and shouts “you can’t just fuck off into the woods, you have to stay here!”
The man’s expression softens into confusion as his conversational parter’s backpack comes to the fore of his vision as he simply departs. A narrator adds “but he could. And he did.”
The traveler is seen at great distance as the man continues looking on. The narrator continues. “And no one ever saw him again.”
i know someone who did that… buggered off into the qld bush to brew moonshine and grow ganja.
Every couple of years he’ll hit me up on IRC and send deep cut psytrance bootlegs, fun times.
Yeah, cool, but IRC? I genuinely didn’t know that was a thing anymore.
IRC never died.
there’s even selfhosted clients for it now like The Lounge.
What the hell that sounds like the coolest person ever