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Imagine going to a store and buying milk every week. Now for the first dozen or so weeks the milk is fine, tastes like milk goes great with cereal and all that. Then one week's milk seems fine but as you pour out the last bit a dead bug also comes out. Pretty gross but it tasted fine still, not worth complaining about to the store. Still happily shop there. Then the next week you're a little worried about another bug but what are the chances of that, maybe it tastes slightly off but that might just be in your head. Next week it's really off, it looked fine when you bought it from the store but upon pouring it you realise it's separated and full of lumps, definitely time to complain. When you go in to complain you walk past the milk isle and it's worse than ever, the milk is yellow, smells awful, half the bottles are unsealed and leaking everywhere and they appear to be about half the size for the same price. There's an employee nearby that you start complaining to about the quality but before you can finish a curled up, gnarled little goblin creature slumps out from behind all the leaking bottles of milk and shrieks "FAAAAAKE FAAAN!!!!" The employee seems content to let the goblin handle the situation and backs off. "Excuse me?" you reply. "This miiillk is delicious, only a true fan can appreciate the taaaste!"
What a time to be alive.