It seems I'm fit for just a bit then I hit it a bit of rage I just act my age its fifty years of struggle and turmoil my face could be a gargoyle that would frighten demons into believing anything and everything that this mean old son of a bitch could bring ,so speak your piece then summon the police to bear witness to what I'm about to release in this case up in the face of whatever it is that dictates this place it is a fact that I am the saving grace and the balancing act that kept you out of the early grave you asked me to give so I gladly gave we were so naive it all was all the rage to be thoughtless and free placed all of our burdens on the expanding universe and let the heavens just be and in return they asked nothing of me...