* Hey there, father, I don't wanna bother you but I've got a sin to confess. I'm just 14 if you know what I mean, do you mind if I take off my dress? Don't know where to start, let me get to the good parts.. might wanna cross up your legs, I've got envy, I've got greed, anything that you need and I'm not above having to beg.. There was this boy who tore my heart in two, I had to lay him eight feet underground. There is just one other thing, I have a simple request.. I hear you know God could you give him a nod in my direction, I would be in your debt; perhaps there is something that we could work out, I noticed your breathing is starting to change, we could go in the back behind all these stacks of bibles and get out of this cage. I didn't wanna do it, father, but I caught him with another woman in the bed I made him, so I put him in a grave and now there's no one left around to get me off when I want it to drag. The next day on the television they identified him by the circumsicion that I made and now I'm on the run.. but wait, why did I have to go and kill him when he was the best I'd ever had?