Imagine some sort of apocalypse wiping out the entire population where you come to the realization that you are the last living person alive. After ten years of roaming the planet in complete solitary, you stumble upon Lena Dunham sitting at a picnic table eating a big plate of spaghetti. She had likewise thought herself to be the lone survivor.
As Lena looks up, you immediately see the sense of relief in her eyes as she comes to the realization that her own solitary is over. There is someone else alive! She jumps up from the table and runs towards you saying, "Thank God, I don't have to be alone any more!"
At that point, you pull out your pistol, press the end of the barrel against your head, and say, "Oh yes you do!" right before pulling the trigger.
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