The voices in my head can all agree on one thing.
Home made tortillas kick ASS.
Today I fought age. I fought impulse.
I fought instinct.
And I lost.
I want a cloneling miss.
...at least two in fact.
I'm not sure why or when it happened.
But I want a chill'n that will blow up the outside world even better than I could.
I want a legacy.
I want an empire of kung fu trained ninja-kids.
Because everyone knows kung fu has nothing to do with ninja.
Most of all though.
This empire.
This...
militant insane dream of tomorrow.
I'd like to build it with you.
It'd be fun.
Just make sure to keep the kids away from the sharp objects.
And I'll teach them proper napalm handling.
...
man.
Home made tortillas really kick ass.
