...you know, when it comes down to it he really ain't such a bad guy.
He's lonely, that's all. Down there in the dark of your subconscious.
He can't see or hear anyone properly, have a real honest chat face to
face or make any kind of connection. No wonder he's sad and misplacing his anger.
I wouldn't exactly call him a billy no-mates, though. As you can see
in this painting he had comissioned, he's got a few friends and he's
proud to show them off.
Go on, give his mobile a call...
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