Cheer up.
Get out of my room, Marvin (my personal robot assistant). You too, tubey. I'm having one of my captain sunshine days, as you can tell. In fact, I'm rear-admiral motherfucking sunshine today, mister. Oh, fuck.... I mean, fudge. Didn't know you were listening in. Sorry you had to hear that outburst. Nerves are getting a little frayed around the hammer mill just lately. What the hell, I've been sleeping in an abandoned hammer-stock storage silo for the last 10 years, springs poking out of my mattress like in those old cartoons, the windows leaky and cracked, the mortar crumbling to dust between ancient bricks. Not to put too fine a point on it - this place is a DUMP. Now I know why they abandoned the abandoned Cheney Hammer Mill. What's that? They condemned the place? What the hell, Marvin ... you had that in your memory banks all this time? Weren't you just dying to tell me at some point before this? Irrelevant?!? I've obviously got to talk to your inve...