I never toot my own horn but I do march to the beat of my own drum, I can still have a good time I just don't ever have fun, rule number one, count your blessings, let go of the past and dismiss everything your stressing, quit second guessing every decision, and if you can't take the heat then vacate the fucking kitchen, grasp my intuition and the knowledge of your intention, my soul rots but I red your thoughts like playing tic tac toe remixed with connect the dots, same rules same game same objective with a different name, in fact when you look at the plots core, you'll find a checker to use as a selector now line them up and connect four, it's just tic tac toe on a grander scale, instead of three it's a four cell in a row rail, aw hell, with all this playing I forgot what I was saying or originally talking about, something ridiculously off the walls mean and half obscene no doubt, I feel I was on the right path from the moment I started, then veered left off road like I went half retarted, I meant half hearted, some letters went uncharted while others just departed, vanished, disappeared, alphabetically evaporated shits getting kind of weird, absurd, this may be the goofiest shit I think I've ever heard, ever written, ever wrote, are you emphasizing with...