Seeing "homophobia" more frequently than commas here at NCR reminds me of conversations one hears of old people at places like McDonald's at 7:30 in the morning....their every other word is 'Social Security" or a body part.

My Dad had a funny sense of humor. After my Mom was run over and killed by a chatty Kathy on her cell phone driving across a parking lot, he decided he wanted to keep their kitchen just as she left it..so he never used it!  Maybe for soup when he was sick.  

So he joined the "McDonald's gang" in the morning - every morning to talk with other senior citizens...he used to refer to the time as "the organ recital" ("their lives, their kidneys, their hearts....).

So the "sameness" of your comment reminds me of the conversations at McDonald's.  Tired, repetitive, empty of vitality.