That's it. My life is over.
Why, I can hear you asking? Because of that fucking Satanic dog. That dog could only be the work of the Devil himself. Don't check your email, delete your emails and lock yourself up before it's too late. I can see the dog in my dreams. I imagine him everywhere. And that horrible fucking smile. Burning it's way through my memories and dreams. It leaves a trail of sorrow and agony mixed with remorse.
So whatever you do, don't Spread the Word, because it just may be your last.
