Yet another time still; hazier now - I apologized to the emo and understood. What? I'm not sure. Auld Lang Syne, I say 'no' to your immortal questions, and reprise in reverie to yr every syllable.

Another time- The poor kid greened out in the red room's sink. The printer didn't know what he was doing so he had us all just label his edibles for him. Kid snuck off with too many. Perfectly seated in the fetal position, cradled on all sides by stainless steel. He didn't speak english.