Anyway, yeah, I CAN'T LEAVE my FUCKING ROOM without a GUN. Those little bastards keep tearing up my feet so I have to fuckin' wear BOOTS to go to the BATHROOM. WHAT'S WITH THAT SHIT? I'd really like to get LUNCH without firing off a round to keep my legs in tact. HEY HOH, YA GONNA FIX THIS SHIT SOON?
This is as bad as those wicked pancakes I made last year! Shit man! I'm gonna keep hangin' in here till it's over.