I Awoke From The Sickness At The

Language Is A Virus From Outer Space.

As Soon As You Have A Problem, It's Insoluble. These Things Should Never Have Been Allowed To Happen.

I Don't Go Into Hysterics Or Anything, But I Look Around For Something To Smash It With. I Used To Live Out In The Country When I First Moved Here, And There Were A Lot Of Centipedes In The House, And I Set Out To Kill Them All. A Program Of Genocide. I'd Wake Up In The Middle Of The Night, And I'd Know There's A Centipede In This Room. And There Always Was. And I Couldn't Go To Sleep Until I Killed It.

Thanks, For A Country Where Nobody Is Allowed To Mind His Own Business. Thanks, For A Nation Of Finks.

Love Is A Haunting Melody That I Have Never Mastered, And I Fear I Never Will.