Communications Network for WalkingMods

Hey, Michael! Michael Emerson!

Miiiiiiiiiiichaeeeeeeeeeeeeeel!

Yeah, you.

I've been thinking. Actually, I've been thinking a lot. And I've finally come to a conclusion. About you. And your issues.

And I've decided.

I need to get you laid.

And so it begins.

Be careful. I ain't about to rock the boat, but I'm not going to lie back and be staked again either.

I need
I'm

I

I need to stop waking up on the ceiling

fuck, I'm so fucking thirsty

Dav Help

I need to stop wanting to attack the people walking by outside my room

David?

I guess that doesn't happen often, right?

This is not Santa Carla...