Killing Makes Me Feel Good.

It Was Almost Enough To Make Me Feel Emotion.

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

Mutilated Corpses With A Chance Of Afternoon Showers. I Got Dressed And Went To Work.

You're Driving Me Normal!

I Had Become A Perfect Fake Human, Saying The Stupid And Pointless Things That Humans Say To Each Other All Day Long.