They are everywhere. Oh, you can't see them, but they're God damned there. Crawling, slinking, burrowing, but never hiding. They don't need to hide, you see. They don't care. Like nudists they are, callous and carefree. On your skin, inside, underneath: germs. Not just any germs, either. Government germs. Yeah, you heard me. The government put the germs on you. They put them inside you. Airborne transmission sites are hidden all over the country. The water supplies of every major city are specially treated with the little fuckers. Can you feel them yet? Your skin gets itchy if you think about it. That's not disgust, that's the germs' programming. They are told to make you sickened and incredulous. Did you know the government programmed the bacteria in your guts? I did. I do. It's an ongoing thing. Oh, I know what you're thinking: I'm fucking crazy and what's the point of semi-intelligent gut bugs? Well, have I got news for you. You know how you get hungry? Hell, everyone gets hungry. Well, that's your stomach talking to your brain. See where I'm going with this? Yeah. If the government can control your stomach (and they do) then they can control your brain. No, I'm no doctor or stomach expert, but I've read the pamphlets. The ones from Pueblo, Colorado, that take about how the gays and Martians are poisoning our well water. I don't about all of that, but I know the government is doing something to the water. My water. Your water. Our water. Yeah, friend, can I call you friend? Here's what I think is really going on. I mean, really, you think all those weird fires, and girls gone missing, and girls coming back dead, and boys talking about dolls is fucking normal? Nope. It's all the government. It's a goddamned experiment. I'm telling you, this whole town. They're pumping the water full of mind control gut bugs and making us see and do the worst things and then watching us with those god damned black government copters, you know the ones, the ones we pay for with our taxes. They say it's for new roads and shit, but its for spy helicopters. Anyway, this whole town is just to see if humanity can survive itself. We run around all angry and depressed and angry again and kill each other or worse, and The Man grades us like we were fucking kids. I think they think we're the kids that eat play dough and poop weird colors when no one's looking, but that's bullshit. We're the kids showing the others that different is bad and different should be shat upon. I'm telling you, come to my garage. I'm building a sterilization bomb to set off in The Gallows. That'll show them. And by them I mean the government, not all of those poor bastards caught in the blast radius. They, I mean the unfortunate townies, they will be squirting poison wads of useless baby paste, but at least The Man will have to move on to the next generation. Yeah, worthless balls, that's the answer…that'll show them.