That restaurant near Central Park, when you went in and told me not to follow.
Voices say you gave someone a blowjob in their.
I thought you just had to take a shit.
I know “Kalfauni” wanted to go in after you but I convinced him to wait.
I remember you came out and you said you spit on someone’s plate.
Spit out their semen?
It doesn’t make sense.
I don’t know how I’m supposed to think of you.
Don’t get me wrong, I want to think you have common decency and you’re a respectable person.
But these fucking voices make you sound like a sex crazed, chaotic neutral maniac. And I’m at fault for missing out on your temporary pleasures…
what the fuck.