*Bagster self-censors*
(I'm a good boy, I am)
That video just left me shaking my head in bewilderment. Creeped me out bigly to think that anyone could actually feel that way. Especially calling it “joy” - which to me is an emotion I’ve only ever felt in response to God’s creation (even before I was aware of Him) and to God Himself, but never to manmade things. (Happiness, occasionally, yes, but never ‘joy’!) But then, I’m probably the only one in my circle who kicked out their boobtube in 2001, never had or wanted a Farcebook page, and has had a strict lifelong policy of no electronics whatsoever in my bedroom. So I’ve always been a little different from the mainstream, and moreso as I age, I guess.
*Bagster self-censors*
(I'm a good boy, I am)