as there is a stream

Well, I've got it all figured out.
I'll join a ken-do class and that'll clear all suspicions.
I swear, I don't know how to do anything.
Ouiji, is that okay with you?
It's not cheap, you're putting me into unanticipated expenses.
I could chop off both my legs. I'll prove it, just give me those sticks.

I know nothing of sword technique
the irresistible simplicity of the white petal.
I'm an artist. Yeah, what's that got to do with it?
I'm also a huge fan of Japanese anime, yes.

But we're concretizing that ambiguity.
Because I don't tolerate ambiguity.
Yes, because I couldn't handle that enemy.
What?
That's from an anime? It's cute.
I haven't watched anything in a long time.

Of course I need my disks, otherwise why did I buy them?
when my internet's so weak.
but I can't listen to anything that isn't on a track.
I can't hear the execution drums on a woman's hat.
I liked it as it was. I love dance music.
But that's not what I'm hearing, it must be a recording marriage.
This madhouse doesn't end, really.

Mr. Whiskey, leave me alone
I never know what you're talking about.
Am I busted?
Am I?
What are you talking about?
Anime is awesome, yeah, we can do some role-playing cosplay.
You want to dress up as a maid?

but I'm not a fish and I don't bite on a plastic trolling rod. it's a different voice and a different person. you can check it out on wikipedia.

I'm different even more.
It doesn't even say anything about me on wikipedia . And I'm willing to prove it.
open a madhouse for real otaku?
No, I don't watch it, but I'll be the director.
we'll kill them all with big eyes.

The past? Let's chop it up into thin shavings? That's the future.
don't know anything about the flowing rhythm of blood-dripping drums.

Ouija, I'm glad you like cartoons, but please,
what the hell is this again?
Subconscious is a hundred-year-old term.

You're hoping in vain to take credit for someone else's work.
What's honorable is the ability to relinquish it.
Yes, “cut epaulettes” is an unrivaled image of defeat.
Let's breathe under the armpit, friends.