The Worst Ingredient Ever

I was in a tiny little bedroom at that point. You could touch all the walls, well, laying in bed. And I had loads of clove oil to numb it up so it didn't hurt as much. So you didn't even eat. Oh my gosh. Not a other pie. But I kind of mainly go over to one side of the mouth, you know, to get it away from the dry side. Yeah. God, that actually sounds terrible. It wasn't nice. That's moving from the dark ages. Yes, but that was, I was. I was made of soup."