The FBI guy is on a paranoid bender and won’t leave his room.
The War guy quotes bible passages from Pulp Fiction.
The Health guy collects raccoon dicks.
It’s an Idiocracy on steroids.
My grandfather told me this minutes before he passed away. Lung cancer. Got it in Vietnam from the Agent Orange. He actually used his final breath to say this to me, specifically. Nobody in my family understood what he meant, but at just 6 years old, I knew…
If you are ever on a crashing airplane, know that you will not be permitted any silence or dignity to contemplate your impending fate and reflect on your mortality. Instead, you'll be subject to the pointless unproductive screaming of the hysterical foids all around you.