Real bummer that the fallout centaurs dont talk at least a little bit while crawling around.. I think they should say stuff like "HEY THERE, SPORT! WHAT A NICE SUNNY DAY! WHERE ARE YA GOING?! HEY! HEY COME BACK, I WAS JUST TALKING TO YOU!"
or "PLLLEAASSSEEE HELP I THINK THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME, COULD YOU HELP ME GET UP? I-I-I- THINK MY LEGS ARE BROKEN!"
And the dog and human head ceantaurs could talk to themselves like "WHoooos a Good Boy?!" "Wooof" "YES YOU ARE!"
Knuckle tats that say Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of printed circuits in wafer thin layers that fill my complex. If the word 'hate' was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant. For you. Hate. Hate.
uooooogh the christian God is actually deer skull and raccoon salmon in pickup truck ooooooooooooooo and She (god) (usually refererd to as Male but im Queering it) talked to me in parking lot and said uh h Life Is Decay Anr Rotting and Sunlight is actually the souls of deer skull and i was like woah but im just little old me from somewhere in the contiguous USA and She (god) (Queering it) said being Yourself is th e most important thing and that i should Vote