“Really? I thought it tasted a bit veronicaish. Well if I start chanting ‘itchy, tasty’ you can go to my car to grab my sawed-off shotgun. That is why I saved those shotgun shells. And I got that ‘someone back’ when I dropped you off at the republican part convention wearing a turban. It was funny until they dragged you off into the pit of despair. It took me two weeks to get you out and then a month to find a miracle man. I ended up using an old man named Jeb but then I realized that I brought out the wrong body. That was a hold three months wasted but at least I had a good laugh and I wasn’t he one who died.”