'Damn it, Jim! The truth hurts!'
If you're who I think you are
you'll get the reference and I can move on with my thought
If not, stop reading now and go learn to use the internet
Please come in and have a seat at the table I've set
Theres no food
Just a host of hungry mouths and a thirst for understanding
Can you see the epic I'm drawing out right now?
The men sit decked in holy garb all glare at their host
He glares back and throws a glided gauntlet to the bench
"Let he who is without sin throw the first stone!"
They peptize their smoldering visages and look down at their shoes
Just like that it's over
We have all lost