I need mental help. A lot of it. Don't question me. If I get angry, give me chocolate. If I get angry at YOU, run. Run far away. Run away as if I was a bastard seagull. If you stop my music, hide. Hide very well. Hide as if I was fucking Jeff the Killer. If you insult me, prepare yourself. Prepare yourself for either a bitch slap or hurtful insults. Now, I'm going to get some chocolate. Once again, DON'T QUESTION ME.