War Is Coming Communications.

Hey. You got a minute?

Chocolate ice cream and cold pizza is pretty much the best breakfast food ever.

So, everyones being very honest. Too honest even, including you.

Do you still think I'm out to hurt Sam?

Does anyone want to hang out tonight?

I was talking to some hot chick at work today and, somehow, the conversation went from my epicness to how I'm gonna be a Dad. Then I just started rambling all this crap at her, which completely turned her off and now I'm pissed. Stuff is coming out of my mouth. Stuff. That I don't mean. At all. What the hell?

And furthermore whoa, spelled it right on the third try, being a Dad does not make me unattractive. I'm betting there are plenty of you out there who would do me. Right? Right.

I just told this elderly woman I'd go beat the shit out of her social security check-stealing son-in-law for her. The hell? I ain't even that blunt on a bad day, especially not to a stranger.

We need to talk.

If you need me, I'll be in my room. Not answering anything And if anyone asks me a question, I am going to beat you down so badly

Until whatever this is wears off I'm taking some of my personal days off work at the FBI. I can't believe the things I told the victims of the case I was working on. I couldn't stop myself and the mother started crying. I told her the truth about her sons death. He was stabbed, chopped up, thrown into a freezer, and dumped in an ocean. Word got back to the director of the FBI.

There seems to be a lot of truth going around here. Did someone cast the truth spell? It sure as hell wasn't me this time.