Yeah, I'm doing that now ain't I? Are you happy? You like em don't you? I know words. I have the best words.
Hym " 'Use your own words!!' Cried the charlatan cult leader. As he paraphrases my actual response to the whore fucking the retard in response to a question about cheating. That's the height of psychological prowess right there. Just re-articulate what Hym said. That is absolutely heartbreaking... This is psychology now. Just charlatans parroting the things I say. Yeah? She needs to confess her guilt? Really? Man, the meaning has been completely and utterly drained from your words. That's a technique. It's called Fox Hunt. Now you're just an amorphous blob amorphous blob. Regurgitating catchphrases and plugging your friend's work and reciting the work of Hym."
Oooohhhh... ok. I see it. Yeah, I just watched that "Don't worry darling" movie. It was alright. I'm a little disappointed I DIDN'T write any of it. I was like 90% sure I'd have a line or two.... Oh, well I guess...
Iam "Wait, so... Are we supposed be the wife? The blonde?"
Hym "Hmmm.... Yes. Yes we are."
Iam "Right, cus he says 'If you have something to say, use your own words' right? So, yeah that makes me think it's, like, us. I mean, it was alright. Was that her first time directing? I mean, it was a good first attempt."
Hym "I feel like Jordan getting stabbed could have been more compelling. And the dialogue was a little on the nose. 'Silly man it's my turn now' or whatever? Blegh!"
Iam "Aw shit, spoilers..."