Random Hermit POV
This tango I was supposedly supposed to be learning was extremely difficult. It was more difficult than the difficulty of trying to understand a very difficult equation that begins with the word difficult and then ends with the word difficult and is also multiplied by ten times the infinite value of difficult. Hm, that was very difficult to understand.
So my tango is uh…mastered for now, so how about I tell all of you lovely people a story now?
There once was a man named Ralph. Ralph hated pickles but loved movies about pickles. Unfortunately, there weren't many movies about pickles in the old days of 2012. Yes, Ralph was deprived of the luxuries of the iPhone 5 (that no one really gives a shit about). Ugh, what a crime.
Anyway, Ralph decided to go out and create his own movie about pickles. It failed, never made it to the box office, and Ralph's dreams were ruined. But then by some miraculous Maximum Ride style experiment, Ralph was turned into a pickle (which he still hated). He then made a movie about himself and was happy again. THE END.