Look at the picture. See the skull, the part of bone removed, the master race friendship controls: the brain-thoughts broadcasting radio, the life-long constant threshold brainwash radio, the eyesight television, the friendship earphone radio. The latest new skull reforming to contain all gangster friendship controls, even in thin skulls of white pedigree neckbeards, visible friendship controls–the synthetic nerve radio directional antenna loop. Make copies for yourself.
There is no escape from this worse gangster horse show using all of the deadly gangster friendship controls. In 2010, Hasbro gangster marketers beat me bloodily, dragged me in chains from the blue toy aise. Since then I hide alone in jobless isolated NEETdom in this low deadly furrytown old basement. The brazen deadly marketers and animator-puppet underlings spray me with poison nerve Gak from automobile exhausts and even lawnmowers. Deadly assaults, even in my yard, even with dolls and playsets, even with books and comics, even with deadly-touch bedsheets and brushable-maned pink Celestias, even with around-corners trajections of deadly-touch winged Twilights, or even bloody murder "alicorns," even with trained parroting puppet voice actors in maximum security pink toy aisles to shut me up forever with a sneak undetectable betafication for writing these unforgivable fan fictions.