Now I write about something, because I don't have to write about anything, so I won't make sense, because you can't sense the god-damn truth. What's that? I'm not asian phone.
What am I doing, I do what you have to do is good not tomorrow in the evening I thought you were pretty stoopid with the doubles in the scribble scrabbles. Do you understand? If you do, then you are I won't.