Who am I making this out to? You guys go on without me! I’m going to go… look for more stuff to steal! Oh yeah, good luck with that. There, now he’s trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors! What are their names?
Well, let’s just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. I meant ‘physically’. Look, perhaps you could let me work for a little food? I could clean the floors or paint a fence, or service you sexually? Oh right. I forgot about the battle.