i'm supposed to have all these things to say, right? i'm sure i am supposed to. well, instead of having a mouthful of ideas, or a mouthful of marbles, or a mouthful of pills or whatever? i've got a mouthful of bullets. its like some stalone motherfucker opened up with an m-60 & i caught each fucking slug in my teeth. another day in the life of. next time anybody asks me for a refrence, for any reason? i'm putting down "nikola tesla (deceased)." i'll offer to let them borrow my ouji board if they have any questions. then i'll hit 'em with a fucking taser. you sons of bitches.