I can’t fucking take it. I see an image of a random object posted and then I see it, I fucking see it. “Oh that looks kinda like the among us gumogus” it started as. That’s funnmogus, that’s a cool referenmogus. But I kept going, I’d see a fridge that looked like among us, I’d see an animated bag of chips that looked like among us, I’d see a hat that looked like among us. And evermogus time I’d burst into an insane, breath deprived laugh staring at the image as the words AMOGUS ran through mmogus head. It’s torment, psychological torture, I am being conditioned to laugh maniaclmogus anmogus time I see an oval on a red object. I can’t fucking live like this… I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t! And don’t get me fucking started on the words! I’ll never hear the word suspicious again without thinking of among us. Someone does something bad and I can’t samogus anmogusthing other than “sus.” I could watch a man murder evermogusone I love and all I would be able to samogus is “red sus” and laugh like a fucking insane person. And the word “among” is ruined. The phrase “among us” is ruined. I can’t live anmogusmore. Among us has destroyed mmogus fucking life. I want to eject mmogusself from this plane of existenmogus. MAKE IT STOP!