Roommate: "Hey Tim, man this Darfur stuff sucks, what do you think of Africa?"
Me:"Hurry boy its waiting there for you"
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"