-blam!- do you think I give a -blam!- about how unsatisfactory the janitorial duties are on the premises of the location you are getting a first class education? I was born Southern Cuba and lived my entire days in complete poverty while trying to scrape together money by whoring myself out to local -blam!-s willing to pleasure themselves for half a weeks pension. I had old and decrepit men ejaculate in my ass, to feed my family. I couldn't take it anymore, I smuggled myself among rat feces and hardened potatoes on a boat to Columbia when I was 11 to escape the horrors of Granma. Only to find myself in the hands of another -blam!-, this time they were even more ruthless, they would rub chemical into my prostate and laugh as I squeal in agony. By the time I had circulated through enough hands to North America, my -blam!- was simply a sagging balloon empty of air but too stretched to release what air is left. I was emotionless, no thoughts, just eat and sleep and whatever they decide to sodomize me with just happened. I was an object. To be thrown away and discarded. And now you're here, complaining about how filthy the place where you drop your crap is? I had my excrement compounded back up into my colon and had dysentery treated with unground methamphetamine. Go -blam!- yourself, man. You're a pathetic and arrogant -blam!- being.