The more i think of it, the more I’m pissed. Feeling like taking whoever who’s in charge of TMNet’s broadband services and use it as my specimen in my Chicago plastic surgery – maybe mutate him into an ape or something similar. While I’m still in perfectly sound mind, i can’t really guarantee what my imagination can bring me.
Maybe i can mutate him into something his own wife cannot recognise. Or worst, into something that he himself don’t want to be, regrets and probably kill or murder himself. Or maybe, I’m just being crazy. Ignore me while i go and arrange home theater seating to put the steam off.
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