Mutilated Corpses With A Chance Of Afternoon

It's Always Me, Isn't It? I'm Not Really A Very Nice Person, But For Some Reason It's Always Me That They Come To With Their Problems.

Since I Am Not Actually A Real Human Being, My Emotional Responses Are Generally Limited To What I Have Learned To Fake.

That's Why I Liked Him, I Think. Another Guy Pretending To Be Human, Just Like Me.

Perhaps Because I'll Never Be One, Humans Are Interesting To Me.

I Don't Know If You Have Noticed This, But It Is Quite Possible For Two Human Beings To Have A Conversation In Which One Or Both Parties Involved Has Absolutely No Idea What They're Talking About.