Politics

Isn't that obvious?! Major Majestic, here I come!

Only the funeral cockatoo in its darkness can truly grasp the depths of my doom-laden soul.

"Let's go, officer." The lieutenant closes his notes. "These people wouldn't know a good performance if it bit them in the ass."

The lieutenant doesn't say anything, but gives you a quick smile, before turning away.

"I'd like to dedicate this song to the pale nothing that will devour the world."

The lieutenant doesn't say anything -- but he smiles sadly.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I can only imagine the horrors you've seen."

"Don't use that tone with me. I am the law."

"Don't use that tone with me. I am the law."

"Grand art. Art DeLuxe. The artsy-est, the most ground breaking, the..."

The lieutenant nods.

"Everything is sad and shit and we need art to make it okay. Just give me the brush."

"I'm not a pig. I am The Law. Show me what you're selling or I will shake you down."

"I'm not a pig. I am The Law. Show me what you're selling or I will shake you down."

"The apocalypse is coming. I need to warn people."

"Just answer some questions okay?"

"I mean... have some ideas, but I can't be sure..."

"Our stiff was killed by a jungle gun."