Citizens of Earth!
Weâve captured most of your words, so weâll tell you with all the furious whelping of a raspy office modem (for a sixteen dollar sex show) of the curious weeping sound of a lone cat lost abandoned on a dirt road in Iowa.
How the fuck are you?
Itâs the curious creaking sound of a rusted CAT, abandoned, on a rubber road in Panama, how the fuck are you?
And every time we watch them backward films with all the young men in their toilets/their deserts doing unspeakable things, how can we be any more succinct?
Such glorious living beings, while weâre just mineral things, on our way to being clods.
And the curious beeping sound of a dying Motorola gettinâ bitch-slapped in Ottawa, how the fuck are you? (Only androids can cross the great big black divide, and they PM for the sake of âYOUR DUMBâ)