It is 2035, tiny homes are cozy pods we rent from Blackstone on credit. My great grandkids will be able to afford water if they can land a 7-figure job working as a sexbot cleaner on Mars for the Muskovian Empire. I sacrifice rare Pepe memes in the name of the hacker 4chan so that he may absolve me of my kek and bless my children with lolz that grant them the strength to win their battle of prozac addition and see another recession.

Truely blessed are those in the houses of narrow for low 5 figures.