““So...like, you're lyin' on the battlefield with an arrow for a decoration, and everybody homes in on it like a beacon and they start pryin' it out WHILE you're conscious, and you're thinkin' " Ahh! Don't trouble yourselves, just leave it in there for goodness' sake! I got it first, it's mine! Don't touch it! I can use it to hang stuff on and--aahh! " And then when you finally faint from all the pain, they shake you and shout your name and try to wake you up, and you're thinkin' " Heeeeeeell no, I ain't comin' back to that! Why d'you think I fainted in the first place?! " Then they get all frantic-like and such and start hollerin' "Don't die on me, man!" and you're thinkin' " The only one gonna die here is you if you don't quit shaking me! ””
