Auzisem chestia asta intr-un film. Era intr-o sedinta de grup, iar doamna psihiatra ii intreba aceasta intrebare pe fiecare pacient. Acum, va intreb si eu pe voi. Si ca sa va dati seama despre ce e vorba, adaug si raspunsul unei fete din film ...
My best-case scenario, Eleanor, is hair everywhere but my eyeballs, elongation of my spine until my skin splits, teats, and a growing tolerance, maybe even affection for, the smell and taste of feces - not just my own - and then, excruciating death