"By Allah's Grace, Omar. I though I was going to going to fight the westerners, get them out of the Holy Land, etc. But all I do is get the old man his Pepsi and listen to him drone on about the 'old days' while he watches old videos of himself. I almost wish *something* would happen..."
Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
And build them a home, a little place of their own.
The Fletcher Memorial
Home for Incurable Tyrants and Kings.
And they can appear to themselves every day
On closed circuit T.V.
To make sure they're still real.
It's the only connection they feel.