PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Hahaha, ok, I get it. This is another 'son of Sparda' jerk-around, right? If I'd known this would happen when I left that goddamn tower, I'd have jumped in that hole after Verg. I'm sure whatever he's dealing with is a damn sight better.

The way I see it, I have two options here:
1. Find a puddle big enough to drown myself in. (Can I drown? I don't know. I've never tried it.)
2. Get so wasted I can't remember my own name.

After the night I've had? And the day before? And...Losing my damn pizza? And my shop? Option two is looking fucking awesome. But then...So is option one. Conundrum.