The mentally insane leading the mentally insane. A catastrophe. Blasphemy and ridicule in the 1st degree. A true act of heroism. But don’t forget about DADT. If you never ask me my secrets, I’ll never tell. If you never repent you’re going straight to hell. Right? Wrong. I think this is a game of pong. A lost art and a new blue boy under the pillow who is silently ill. Like the sick, rich thrill I get from hearing you shrill as I take back the words I never said. And with this trajectory we can clearly see where the bullet entered his head and took away the life he loosely led.