Have I gone insane, or are you truly chopping up my brain? I may not survive, never going to survive…I cannot and will not and should not and still to this day might not survive…unless I get a little…crazy. You've left me blind as Matt Murdoch, but I can read your mind like Betsy Braddock. I'm ailing more than a prank killer, one half of my brain is Alan Moore, the other Frank Miller. And you don't want my genius, please just I know you only want satisfaction so my mind you put in fractions as I go a little crazy. Hulk smash The Flash into the grasp of Jay, Bob, Walt, the dog and their secret stash until he looks like rash on the ass of Johnny Cash wax is for Anthrax thrash.