Cats have a pretty good reason to rip up furniture, too.
Well, that would explain that. I score so introverted I make 8/10 introverts look like swingers. You know its bad when they ask you how often you socialise with friends, and you sit there thinking: “Friends?”
And I hate dogs!
But I don’t hate extraverts. Well, as long as they stay over on the other side of the room—and they aren’t talking as if they are in a night-club when it is dead silent and two feet away from each other.
And yes, to what Alex said. Just because I have fifty-thousand posts doesn’t mean anything except that I have no “life” as the extraverts tend to refer to it, and rather enjoy the sublime and utter abstraction that textual communication affords!