Skipper-Beast: In short, yesterday at four o’clock everyone gathered to congratulate the enikeys, and I said I won’t go, because they’re all stupid and their hands all grow from their ass. After half an hour, two of these beard-bearers come, telling me to finish the session, they need to change the components in my system. I quietly push them out of the system from under the table, move my leg towards them, and continue to work. They are in shock. Then I push out the shelf with the keyboard, and behind it Sony swings up with a megaphone whistle, to which everything is connected. Imagine, these fools did not notice that I have been working this way for six months, and I did not go out at all in their bowl!