IHateMyLife  

I'm not sure what exactly is happening here.

It would appear the roof of a plane is being ripped apart whilst we sit here abusing ourselves.

It would also appear we are passengers aboard the certainly doomed plane.

I am puzzled, though, because I am a bigger fan of asphyxiation.

I am assured this self-abuse was a means of receiving sexual pleasure, as proved in the penultimate dialogue.