Now can you tell me the little secret of unraveling the unknowns so that I'd be able to relish the entirety of this mindfucked helluva story? 'Cause I've stepped deep in a bog and couldn't lift the feet up. I just got stuck there, forever waiting for some shaft of light or some rainbow-colored knight comes through the thorned bush and sweeps me away with his strong, well-toned arms. Fuck me, I'd say with that apathy look covering my whole face that is blotched with mud, dirt, and tears. Or at least, croon me some seduceable love aria. Oh please.