Some poor girl... or sheep... has to listen to him rant and spew,
eyes bulging, talking non-stop, adamantly raging on about how Russian miners have heard the screams of hell and how some ancient vanished superrace made the pyramids and modern man couldn't which means evolution is wrong... she'd be wondering if she should just run for it, or does he have a
big kitchen knife on him ready to use if she does... there she sits, with that «please - don «t - stab - me - repeatedly smile on he fear - petrified face...