““Burn fake-smiled back. "This holiday is already a mockery. Its very purpose it to express gratitude for the harvest. Well, excuse me, sir, if I don't express my gratitude as my father was incinerated in the World Trade Center and my mother has drugged me and sent me off to a school filled with psychotics, thanks to your advice. Consequently, there is no harvest for me." Fuckme, is what I thought.””
