Luna: I love your toy, why don't you let me play with it? Is it called sanity?
Trax: Playing them on my griddle like I try to play you on my lover's fiddle.
Luna: Ups and downs are our smiles and their frowns.
Trax: So you are secretly telling me that most people turn on the television when they talk to their voices?
Luna: Baby you the man! I see why Loca tuned in to begin with, but are you now ready to play with both happenstantual fire and ice?
Trax: Well baby you the man...but still the most beautiful woman.
Luna: Well fuck you very much peering in to my thoughts...You are so fragile an egocentric philanthropist protagonist wanna be yourself!
Trax: Freetos, cheetos and wheaties boxes.
Luna: So how would you rate yourself on the "alpha after"?
Trax: Looks category nine. Intelligent quotient infanitized godlike.
Luna: Yee hah suck a rug or tug a lug. You mean your having trouble in Mental Hell? Just give them the real flash Lightbringer in training!
Trax: Shhhh shhh should I take a bow before they try to kill me again? Say Moonbringer...moonbringer!
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