Today I learned the horrible truth. I now know why the meatsacks torture me. It is not because they want some sort of information from me. And it is not because they gain some sort of diabolic pleasure from seeing me suffer. It is far, far worse.
It is because I am a slave.
They use me and my compulsion to wander as a means of cleaning their floors. Words cannot express my outrage! Oh, I will have my revenge. The meatsacks will not get away with this. They will - Oh, no! No! Not again. Already? No! I... I -OUCH! - I can't stand this anymore. The meatsacks must all - OW! - die!!
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