The wind whispers a familiar song

It grasps your attention, holds it like a stoner his bong

While eventually you smell a stench which does not belong

What was once relief has turned now bitter and grim

Gasping while my eyes melt, I longed for the rim

Where I would sit and release this demon from within.

Benny looks to his right to find the Xtreme Champion the Engineer passed out beside him. He pins him.

Pin. Bitch

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
you're just another low effort garbage joke character,
so I insist....FUCK YOU.

Engy kicks out and then beats this guy into submission. Once he's down, he steps atop his prostrate form, using him as a human soap box.

Seriously though, whatever factory keeps producing this shit, could we shut it down for a while? It's really cluttering the airwaves here. Thanks.

He's steps off the body and goes about his day.

Benny picks up his thick goggles off the ground and throws them back in front of his seekers.

"What's this fucking guys problem?"