Karen Walker is my Spirit Animal

[melworks]

It's a wild, wicked night here and I was sitting outside, enjoying the moonlight and the clouds, when a small branch broke off the tree I was sitting under. It landed in the ground right next to my chair, quivering like a javelin. I immediately looked up at the night-time sky and shouted, "Missed again, God!" in my best Karen Walker voice.
Then I went inside because, y'know, I'm not fucking STUPID.