*Discussing your work and family heritage of the slaughter house with the kids in the van. You psychotically and menacingly describe you and your relatives past works in the meat industry.* My brother worked there. My-my grandfather, too. My family's always been in meat.

*You begin to describe what is done with the leftover parts of an animal in the slaughterhouse. You give a passionate psychotic description of what is made, and the parts used to make it.*  See, they make head cheese. They...they take thehead, and they boil it, except for the tongue, and they scrape all the fleshaway from the bone. They use everything. They don't throw nothing way. They usethe jowls and the muscles and the eyes and ligaments and everything.