Holy shit my fat fucking nuts. They hang like two pendulums, forever set in motion by the hands of time. I’m not entirely sure why I’ve been cursed to carry this great burden, but I wear these medals with my head held high; my back stooped in humility. The end goal of my plight is unclear at this time, but I am certain that it holds some cosmic purpose that is too out of my grasp to understand. I am the ball-bearer, and I bear the balls.