Meat Puppet
is smoother than a Sky Pirate. You know. Balthier. Not Vaan.

Move through the Cursed Dungeon of Balrot'th's Viscera

20!

Only you can save me now. Roll die

He's turning you into a....a loser

A voyager rocket in my left eye socket.

A wocket in your pocket!

Wow, I wonder what the wrong thing I ate was. It feels like there's a weasel in my throat.

I will make it into something beautiful.

Do you dance with fish in moonlight? Does the lupis get you down? Do you ever wonder about the underground disco where The Man has a reputation for not liking Janis and her voice of persuasion? Somewhere that AIDS is going to come in handy, just you believe me. I've never had some myself now, but that really isn't important because it's going to be useful to you, not me. But ahhh, the summertime. Mine has been wasted in years of late. Not wasted in that I had the oportunities but didn't take them when I had the chance, but wasted in that I had no chances for that magic late night summertime can bring. Late night or early morning, it's all the same. My last truly wonderful summer was the summer of 2001. Let's not talk of the past now though, at least not my past. What do you make of it all?

The Grinch had a small heart. Three sizes too small, little Mary-Lou Who and all. Goodnight.