Holy ******* **** What the ****?!
I normally write a paragraph about Emily's work, looking into the deeper meaning. But this just creeped me the hell out. I guess it creeps me out, because it reminds me of little nasty kids running around the store who act like nothing's wrong, but they're acting like total animals. Sort of like how some folks act all self-confident even though they're overweight, have BO, dress like a slob, etc. You just can't fathom why they think it's ok to act like that. That's probably not even the point Emily was trying to make with this flash, but that's where it went for me. As long as I put my seat in its full up-right position when done, I guess you get from the ride what you want.