texts: Your whacked-out, bald freaks hit me with a fucking broom.  I thought they were going to break my arm. </s> <s> I'm sorry, I... </s> <s> The were burning their fingertips with lye.  The stink was unbelievable.
labels: Marla... I need to talk to you.  It's going to take a tremendous act of faith on your part for you to hear me out.