The Eagle Flies at Half Past Midnight

I got nothing. NOTHING. NO THING. THING? No. There isn't any. None? Yeah none things. Nada. You know that thing everything? Not even close. Actually the opposite. Things aren't here. Where are they? Things...are you out there? Come here. Then we'll have something. Some of the thing. Things? Yeah, some.

Who the fuck did that? Some crazy lunatic bitch. Get her out of here, stat. You know what's so much better than strawberries? Nothing. I love killing my best friend by means of strawberries. Therefore, they're the supreme fruit, ya hear? Okay say this: Apples are kind of okay too, but you know what? They suck. Succotash on them balzacs. Expecto Patronum! Whoa, I mistaked you for a dementor back there. The color green is kinda cool, but I like that guy blue better. His overwhelming aloofness really puts me in my place. I like it when my colors take control. Rawr. What do these four animals make you think of: a Serpent, a Lion, an Eagle, and a Badger. Hogwarts bitchez! If you didn't say Hogwarts, then Avada Kedavra! Do the Devil and the King of the Sea have the same instrument of power? One's a trident, one's called a pitchfork. If you ask me, they look fucking identical. They both get the job done, I suppose. Let's move on. Like the seasons, lets change suddenly. Lets talk about coffee. I wish I drank that shit. It look like fucking great shit. So that Starbucks is a big cash cow, eh? They should really consider spreading some of that money milk around to those hobos and shit. Are you getting as annoyed as I am? I suspected as much. That Sherlock Holmes sher-liked suspecting stuff. Did he ever die? If he did, then I'm gonna make like him and be gone.

Peach out!