2020

As of June, an almost World War 3, coronavirus-ridden, riot-inducing, trash dump fire covered in cat and dog excreta, along with some poorly packaged sacks of horse feces, doused in gasoline with some dynamite and C4 thrown in there, and finally, some molotov cocktails to top it all off.

Person 1: I'm sitting here in my house, chatting with friends over Discord, and eating pancakes. This is the life.
Person 1: Oh yeah, there was almost a 2020 happening again here in 2026.