Regarding a popular horror/sci-fi trope:
You know, any supernatural creature that attempts to attack me "within my mind" is straight f*cked. Those clowns have no idea what a shit show it is in there; what horrible, evil nonsense my electrified jellymeat has to process and digest on the daily.
Have fun getting locked inside a psychic funhouse made of beans, baseball statistics, occult drivel, forgotten song lyrics and trauma, you dumbass ghost creature. You'll be stuck in this hideous meatsack just like I am, and you'll hate every second of it.
Come get some.
