...God, fucking damn it.
GUESS I GOTTA PUT IT OUT THERE.
I'm not affiliated with that fucking Scratch that killed the President, in fact. I WAS IN OPPOSITION OF HIM.
Don't come in my mentions tryina fuck me up. I'm DONE.
We're servants of a fucked up time god. Ain't no picky choosies 'round these parts. Unless he comes around wit' his own gang of Felt, we'll wind up slottin' in. Best layin' low and letting the crazy pan out instead.