Look, I’m the king of not recognizing shit tests, and failing them, but when I do, I find my bearing hard to control. When I recognize a shit test for what it is, I genuinely have a hard time holding in laughter or at least a shit-eating grin for most of the encounter. Maybe it’s me being a fresh cherry popped red pill being giddy about a “win” in that department, but does anybody else get this way?