Kinger, you know what this place is? You know where we are? America. Not the Circus, and not Britain. We're in America.
Wanna know what we don't have in America? Kings for sure, so already you're out, but we don't do that pansy chess shit here either. Just ask Steve, he tried to join the chess club, so I had the boys down in the lab rig the next school board election just so I could fill it with anti-chess pundits. The school may have wasted thousands of dollars replacing all the checkered linoleum tiles in the cafeteria with carpet, and it may smell like a fucking barn in there now, but it's worth it not to see my own boy down in the dork-mines fiddling with chess bullcrap.
Now Kinger, I'm gonna tell you this. It's a state secret, and I know I shouldn't leak those, but God Damn It I hate you so much.
The Amazing Digital Circus was created by the CIA to treat crackwhores, to replace their personalities with better ones.
You, and all your fruity colored friends. You're crackwhores.
Kinger, if you want to kill yourself now, you can borrow my shot-gun, because I have no idea how you'd go about hanging yourself.
