Well um, this is unexpected to be seen like this...you know me being...torn......apart.....but you know? It actually reminds me of a story, a good old story about me and my friend Orville, so I was getting ready for my next performance when I noticed there was a scratch on my torso, and I said to Orville "Orville, I seem to be slightly damaged" and he said "Well theres nothing wrong with a scratch, I mean everyone gets damaged every once in a while" and I said "Really? How so?" and he told me "Well for example I was having a pickle and peanut butter sandwich for lunch but while I was cutting up the pickles I cut my finger in the progress, it hurt for a little, but then it felt nothing more like a papercut". I guess what he was trying to say that not everything in life is perfect, nor does it go the way its mentally planned for you....just like how you werent planning to come back, but came back anyways...so I grabbed some banadages, and no I dont mean the bandages that look those band aids with the little tan wraps, I used real banadages to give it a cure,....then I spoke to Orville and asked "Hey Orville? Is this good enough" then Orville spoke to me and said, "Why are you wearing so many bandages its just one little scrap?" then I said "Well it'll give me an opportunity to tell another story" just like now