Stay out of my brain!
Cold One, If your brain is
anything like mine,
there's hardly room for one in there!Actually I do suffer from depression
[*SpaceCase scribbles note*]
[*Mumbles*]
Coldy... depression... off-limits...
If I cry now, will I appear more attractive to you?
Coldy, my opinion of you is pretty well set, and nothing you do is likely to change it.
Don't worry; it's a good thing.
Maybe that's where SpaceCase lives? Only in our minds.
Huh?
Now,
there's a scary thought:
I'm a figment of someone elses' imagination (
and nobody told me?)
Although, this is the Internet, so I could be a figment of my own imagination...SpaceCase may be a military research project to infiltrate the minds of the U.S.'s enemies, which could easily explain how SpaceCase killed JFK; it was a earlier version.
Either, you’re a
genius, you know too much, and you need to stay well away from unmarked black vans on the street, or you missed your medications...
again...
Though, I haven't been doing anything weird lately, so I don't suppose she is in my mind.
“Weird” is a
subjective term...
Project 2501: The Puppet Master.
Huh?
[*SpaceCase scurries off to Wikipedia*]
Ah. I see.
I guess my "nerd-fu" isn't strong enough...
I'll just ooze back out under the door now...