It was stupid.

Really, every freakin' darn thing 'bout this whole lil' murderin'-spree yer were goin' on- n' why? Yer were at the freakin' peak of yer business n' all of that good stuff too! N' it would be a darn shame fer yer lil' friendship ta jus' end 'cause of well- whatever the heck was goin' on- with yer n' whole personal life n' y'know what? That was fine. Absolutely freakin' peachy n' darn okay- 'cause at the end of the day Henry knew better then ta jus' expect yer ta be yer happy lil' genius self all the time, 'specially when he could kinda relate with the whole wife thingy n' havin' a bit of hard times communicating with yer lil' ones every known n' then. Still! That ain't mean ya go ahead n' jus' kill n' stuff a kid n' a damn suit!- Honestly, Henry could go on n' on n' on n' then on some more 'bout all yer weird quirks outsides of jus' killin' kids for basically a livin' outside of yer usual fake n' saccharine n' oh so, so sweet happy-go-lucky lil' self ya put up n' front of all the kiddies n' their stupid n' oblivious 'nough parents that even thought it'd be a freakin' good idea ta bring their sweet n' innocent lil' kids ta this messed up place that really- it n' em' n' yer too were all goin' straight ta meet the devil 'emself in a hand basket for even darin' ta' makin' n' create what jus' seemed like a silly lil' idea ta throw away n' bring up as jus' that- a silly lil' joke, right? 'Cause for what Henry could see right now this was real freakin' far from the fun n' happy lil' harmonious cheesy pizza place it was 'ppose ta be.

Nah. This way more like somethin' ya would hear comin' straight out of a horror story or somethin'- most definitely not from somwhere that's 'ppose to be all 'bout safety n' fun like Freddy's this... It was jus' plain ol' crazy! N' ya knew it too, 'cause all the screws up there in yer noggin were completely out- he knows so. Jus' like Henry gets never really recoverin' from yer kids death, even so! Ya shouldn't be usin' grief as an excuse ta kill here n' there.