... I don't even know where to begin.
They took our minds and twisted them, but I can't say that without sounding hypocritical What they did. Just.. what happened. I think we are exactly who we're supposed to be right now. Pftt, as if we need outside help in seeing how it could be otherwise.
I was in a hospital. I had a crappy home and TV. And car! And had a BOSS too. Over me. So glad I have my company back. And my last name was Salvatore? Please. I know that being born in Rome and living here now sorta makes me an Italian-American, but come on. I thought things. Believed things.
I actually believed in God, praised Him, went to church a lot. Excuse me wile I hurl. Times like this when I wish I could get drunk. Oh! And I have my nice clothes back too. And my maids and butlers. We all have our lives back and that's a good thing.
It's funny, though.. one little part of it. I am glad I am no longer in the dark about why I don't get poisoned, or why I was seeing things in other people's eyes, or why I was like an encyclopedia when I talked to a patient about history.
Is it bad that I still want to visit them a while longer But I just love it when people I'm not supposed to see or talk to, they just come along and see me
anyway, when I'm at a vulnerable stage. Sounds like a villain move, and it really says something about a person when they're an alleged good guy. Really, it's great. So glad I could be the tail end of your jokes. Not as funny as a certain joke by the future guys, but whatever.