Oh yes, good for me! I'm so glad I remember all my own intense shortcomings and the embarrassing bullshit that's happened to me pretty much constantly since I pupated apparently. Most of all I thank the dumbass gods for preserving my recollection of you, John Friend Human, and the way your voice quivers with moronic excitement at the prospect of having your own flaming rump verbally handed to you yet again while you giggle like a retarded child watching zoo animals pleasure themselves.

I resent them for not just skipping to the good part and lobotomizing me.