RotoRob writes:
Imagine this: you’re a carefree human, breathing fresh air and enjoying life to its fullest. Then, some asshat with a crown and a sword shows up and says, “Follow me and dig this hole, you’re my farmer now!” Normally, you’d laugh in his face, maybe hand him some change and go on with your day. But for some unexplained reason, you absolutely love this guy and are compelled against your better judgment to grab a shovel and start digging. “Anything for you, my liege,” you say, working your fingers to the bone as your free will is siphoned away, day by day, for the rest of your days.
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