You're in debt. Your Tinder is not lit. And a demonic leather sack is about to be elected president. Nothing is going your way and — WAIT ARE THOSE BABY ANIMALS?!
Yes. Yes, they are.
Aren't they cute? Way cuter than the dire gloom and doom of your current reality?
Stare deep into their baby eyes. Look at their fat-ass little bellies. Nuzzle their scruffy motherfrickin' necks and forget, just for a moment, that this is your life.
Because no matter how many thousands of dollars you owe Sallie Mae, how many STDs Tinder Kyle has given you or which one of these clowns inherits the White House, baby animals exist like these and they're born everywhere, every single day, all around you.