I am gone and it grows in me a seed, a beautiful little seed made out of lego, spice and everything sliced, but not for long, not for long.
So ‘thumbs down’ I said ‘thumbs down’, why should they get to do all the dirty work I've been trying so hard to avoid doing, did I not love them ? MY OWN FLESH I DID NOT LOVE ANY BETTER, but he had to say noooooooooo, no to the fluids.
Thumbs down.

Thus ends act three of ‘THE REPOTKO TRILOGY’