Bin weevils gave me the confidence I needed to shoot up my local orphanage. It’s been 12 years since then and I have recently escaped prison to the Middle East where I now work as a vender of sheep toenails and skin sockets. After my arrest however my wife of 27 years left me with our newborn son, Harold. I’m infertile so he was a miracle from the gods despite the fact both my wife and I are pale as the moon and our son is the color of a burnt potato chip however it might just be blood from the womb. I haven’t seen my wife in 53 years and she left because I apparently do not have good enough taste for her and she said I was misrepresenting our family, listen Lorie just because I wanted to start selling our child’s teeth to the black market doesn’t mean my taste is bad. Getting back on topic Bin weevils has helped me cope with the departure of my wife and darling baby boy Harambe. Bin weevils also game me the confidence to believe in Bin Weevils as my one true savior, bin weevils shall set us all free of our sins. This sacred game has also helped me align my skin care routine with my star sign, I am a caprisun therefore everyday I must bathe myself in the blood of my lambs.