Off in the distance I can see a huge holographic Ronald McDonald walking between the grain elevators and trees.
Oh, if I had the money I'd have 'em make one of those me, then I'd send myself to stalk the landscape and scare everybody.
You see, 'cause I got this sort of field behind me. Because... 'cause I've got spikes.
Because I go between the zones, even when I'm not supposed to.
Because I'm a suspicious person report. And it's time to go shopping.