The last man on Earth was lonely. So he cloned himself.
But that got boring fast: “I can’t stand talking to myself like that!” he would exclaim himself.
He would sometimes hope some aliens would drop by. Seeing new faces would be nice.
Even if they came to take over.
Everywhere he went, he would exclaim himself!
Yeah! Woohoo! Neato!
So much so that he had to see a doctor!
The doctor confirmed that he had a disorder!
Unfortunately, the condition was permanent!
However, the doctor did offer something to fix him always speaking about himself in the third person!