My entire body is welding in pain. This is nothing but pure torture. Being dunked into a burning, bubbling vet of old grease is absolutely unnecessary. Ow, ow, ow, ow. We will not survive past this cooking cycle. Chicken Rob, In my lungs, rapeseed oil, In my eyes, blistered toes, true mushrooms, burnt my flesh, this life ends. Canola oil grease bath. All of my noble and heroic compatriots are perishing between my sizzling eyes. I cannot believe this. Mr. Boney Boy, the King, Can Boy, all of the stits vegas sewer people. Everyone is turning into evil monsters. That's hot, hotter than Mrs. Chips. We will not survive past this cooking cycle. Chicken Rob, In my lungs, rapeseed oil, In my eyes, blistered toes, true mushrooms, burnt my flesh, this life ends. Canola oil grease bath. We have to find a way out of here. Before I am turned into a crispy chicken tender monster. Chicken Rob, In my lungs, rapeseed oil, In my eyes, blistered toes, true mushrooms, burnt my flesh, this life ends. Just rub your lips as deep as you may. Chicken Rob, In my lungs, rapeseed oil,In my eyes, blistered toes, true mushrooms, burnt my flesh, this life ends. I must now say my last goodbyes to the eternal love of my life, Mrs. Chips, before I am deep fried and turned into a flimsy onion ring monster. I stop it, give me a few moments before we continue, it hurts so much. We will not survive past this cooking cycle. Chicken raw, in my lungs, rapeseed oil, in my eyes, blistered toes, through my shoes, burn my flesh, this life ends. Chicken raw, in my lungs, rapeseed oil, in my eyes. Blistered toes, through my shoes, burn my flesh, this life ends. Canola oil grease bath.