It’s true. While we at the immigration gates in heaven for being born, the spirit of John Locke was handing out social contracts to sign. Unfortunately, I’ve always been rebellious and just generally “a losted kind of person” (as my mom calls me, pardon her broken english).
So I couldn’t find the check in, and instead fell into a hole straight down to earth by accident. That makes me a fallen angel (illegal immigrant). I’m also just unbound by the social contract (cause I never signed), which is why I can do lots of crimes (like being gay and commie).
Locke: “Sign here to respect private property.”
Me, falling: “lmao imagine owning a cloud.”