History with Lulu.

yeah. poppy didn't get enough violence. he had to send junior in to kill some more. but it wasn't enough, noam sane, it's never enough. they got a dynamite peace prize winner next. so suave. woo-hoo! oh, yeah, and then they got this slavering orange werewolf! i kid you not, kid. it's happening as we speak, though i shouldn't bring it up in the zen garden. hey, did you see the koi? maybe they're hiding. the water is black. you can see your face rippled in the trees. it's like a black mirror, rippling in slow motion, like in the movies, when a dream starts or somebody gets slipped a mickey, or like in under the skin when the alien sex goddess lures unwitting men into the viscous black floor never to be seen again alive.