Hey, over there. You, kid. Yeah, I mean YOU with the face right there.
Yeah, you. Come on, of course I mean you, punk. Ya see anyone else around here, Insanolord?
You're a real piece of work, kid, ya know that...? Ya don't regret your behavior one teeensy little bit, huh?
Don't play innocent with me! Ya know EXACTLY what I mean.
Most of us are tryin to do the right thing here but you come along like… “Rules?! Nah that ain’t for me!” well that’s why I’m here. I’m not doing this for me, ya’ got to know that… No… just trying to scratch out a living over here, but some punks just want ta’ do whatever they want. Well not all of us can just sit back and eat peaches all darn day… Were just down in our hole mindin’ our own business and wham the idiot alarm goes off….
BEEP! BEEEEP! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPP!
And the lights start flashing…. Those are the worst…
SO BRIGHT IT HURTS MY BRAIN! MY BRAIN!!!!!
And that’s when I gotta start tunneling all the way out here just to try and talk some sense into you.
But hopefully it’s sunk in now… Hopefully this is the last time…. Ahhh who am I kidding… your type just do whatever you want.
Well I want to give you another chance this time. I know you got it in ya’ kid... now do this mole proud.
Get outta here and do some good and I may change my thoughts on you…
Now... SCRAM!!!!