Me too Rasta. Last night in the wee hours of the morning I heard a child's shrill laughter echo through my room. I don't have any children so I was instantly frightened. Could this be a child from the past returned from Pluto to torment me as I slept?
What grave injustice had I committed that would provoke such an action? Was I to be taken with this creature from the Neatherworld?
Assuredly not! So I hopped up, grabbed my mortal weopons that lay beside my bed at all times and prepared to engage in battle with the demon child.
Then I heard the laughter again coming from behind me! I swung around preparing to face Satan's bastard. And when I saw his face I stopped. There was this kid on TV who was laughing cause someone sent him 20 in the Christian's children fund or something.
TV. My possesions are making me suspicious too you see...we should unite if they try to conspire against us.