Picture a boot smashing down again and again upon my face, forever.
And picture a screen on the wall, as I lie on the floor with remote control in hand searching through 4,891 channels all displaying your face until I find that one where the boot smashes down upon my face, forever.
And now picture that boot with my hands reaching up, guiding it onto my face, again and again, forever.
And now, oh god, barefoot god, picture the foot inside that boot smashing down, my own foot smashing down never mind the impossible, smashing down upon my face. Forever.
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