Roommate: "Hey Tim, man this Darfur stuff sucks, what do you think of Africa?"

Me:"Hurry boy its waiting there for you"

Roommate: "Huh?"

Me: "I bless the rains down in Africa"

Roommate: "yeah I'm sure you do…but what does that have to do with genocide?"

Me: "I seek to cure whats deep inside frightened of this thing I've become"

Roommate: "are you on drugs??"

Me: "The wild dogs cry out in the night as they grow restless longing for some solitary company"

Roommate: "Fuck you"