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Just realized that I'll never again get to have my treasured experience of checking my twitter feed in bed at the end of the night and having my girlfriend say "read me a Twittels". This has been a semireg part of the relationship for YEARS now. Crazy how much joy he gave us.

I think they'd have to be "Motherfuckers just want to laugh"

My girlfriend and I just both had a good cry during the Harris compilation at the end -- I don't know if I've ever felt joy and sorrow at such levels simultaneously before. As many have said, it's weird to be so emotionally affected by the death of someone you've never met in real life (I mean, I'm a grown man and I've cried at least 5 times over this in the past 5 days) but I really think that, on a physiological level, my body thinks we are actual friends. I mean, I've spent more time with him, learning about him, being made to laugh by him than I have with a lot of my actual real-life friends and I think the chemical response in my body to hearing his voice is very similar to hearing a good friend's. So, I'm devastated but so glad that I, like many others, got to experience so much joy over the past half-decade thanks to him. Enjoy the ice cream buffet!