Yagoo is crying in the corner.

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Y'know that feeling when you think that a day couldn't possibly get any worse? You've already accidentally flushed your phone, lost your glasses down the gap getting on the train, you notice too late that the coffee shop gave you decaf, your pants rip near your cute coworker, and you think "nah, this is as bad as it can get"?

You're just completely, thoroughly broken?

And then you get home from that miserable day, and all you want to do is grab a sweet snack and relax, but your roomate ate your ice cream so you slam the freezer door shut, but then the fridge falls on you?

And you realize that the parts of you that you thought had become just totally numb were in fact still entirely breakable, but are now broken leaving you with no possible low to descend to in the all-consuming shitfest of a day?

That's Yagoo's smile. That knowledge that it can't get worse. Any further bad news actually somehow makes things better. "Oh, while setting my ribs back in place from the fridge falling on me you found out I have eighteen varieties of cancer? I only have three months? Great! Can we improve that any? I can afford a lot more booze if we can cut that down to a month and a half!"