Geriatric motherfucker! Get off of my lawn.
We're not here to mince words. Your eyes don't open wide enough.
I swear to Bejeebus, I am armed and will not hesitate to protect my wife and kids, bucko!
The various self-directed pain you flail about will be used to illuminate the world for you. You will become a fuller, more actualized person.
...but I'm all alone in here.
You're alone in a room in a house filled with 4 billion people.
Let's fucking do it, I've got this .45.
...okay.
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