They call me 7 Knives. because that's how many knives it takes me to cook things because I keep puttin' em in the fuckin' sink without thinking about it.
Madness string 48399
Nothing in the world is confusing, for the world is made up of confusion. And confusion, at least, is understandable. We know what it is. We see it and we say, ah, yes, it is confusion. We nod amongst ourselves and we look on, oblivious.