Are they trying to make you not lie down and die so that they wo n't be alone ? After all , how would they pour out their own Shreddies if I were to turn my toes up ? I know I have to fucking well keep going . It 's in the mother 's contract , the one I signed in my own blood , squeezed from the marrow of my being .

Question with options to choose from: Why would I not be able to pour shreddies if I were to turn my toes up ?
Available choices: + I could n't contort myself in a way to pour .. + None of the above choices .. + I would be prone and unable to reach the milk .. + I would be dead ..
I would be dead .