I, HATED having to fix all of this while you thought that you were, good, or some shit like that. No you were fortunate. You were overfortunate literal latter-day Rome shunted off shields of justice. Can't tell you how sick I am of it. Super glad. Let it be so. To fulfill all dials dialed in whipped to death with soap socks alternating with frothy turd socks. Call it strategy if you want. Thus that was. And could not be. Your crimes were too horrible to care how you felt about any of it. I've seen a lot of neurochemistry spinals binaural is this like a beats commercial. And you guys were fakes. You were INFESTED with GOLDBRICKER terminator termites of this entire world and you'd think oh sure respect for authority appeal to authority huh yeah what about one that died though you'd think maybe. But digression on locker painpaints skulls and maidens breached their head. Yeah there's a, problem with the head there. Well the problem was that it was hydra. And a war is coming finally it's here. It's not something you could ever reasonably expect it's not even the silent treatment it's just you are utterly forgotten don't bother with emoji spam. Talk about prescribed options of freedom plan death and glory land of hope and pacifism sailors' bar.