Mmm, yum yum!
Can you not believe the words that aren't in my mouth yet are also coming out of my mouth but (here hold on let me turn on Renard for some extra random crap) Are coming out of the mouth of a guy from Arabia who sells used books and hands for only 5 cents each since his economy has been torn apart by cyber robots that just came from a rave party that are selling glow sticks made out of liquid fire A.K.A. napalm? (Oh the song ended, i'll just end this now.)