"What a lull, a flash of evil slaughter!

"Ooh!

Oh, I've gone inside again.

"I mean, you guys would be after it deliberately!?

"I don't know what you mean!

Damn, well, fine. When I say the recent moral decline of young people, it's a cry. I was hoping you would humiliate the meaning of the word a little more shameful. I know you're the one who's going to open up a new era, albeit far too novel. I thought very little of it, ho ho.

I wear an arm pillow and gollon over gray concrete. All right, miss. Well, okay. You lie on a limp, cold floor, it's a little uneven, it hurts, and I wonder what it means to be like this, what it exists. I can't help but feel like I'm wasting my life. Well, niggling towards hollow in a meaningful way. Oh, and me, thank you.