A dark bubbling fart emerges from your nether regions. You see a city bus approaching the park bench. They are required by law to provide a toilet, so you spend your last three dollars to go to the library. You spend the between time having a dank shit fit. You feel better when it's all over, but the whole bus stinks and people looks at you with disgust in they're souls. The fools, they don't understand the pleasure of Cult Spread. You step of in front of the library. Now its time to hack the oppressors.