The Crazy Orphan finally came out his room after lunch when he saw a game was being played, his eyes were streaked with tears but he seemed to be giggling softly to himself, he grabbed a club and began wacking at the hamsters, seemingly with little care fore the rules. After a few hits and almost no progress he picked up the hamster, stuck it in his mouth, made a strange face and pulled it out and cast it to the ground, finally he spoke all in a rush
Hamsters, hamsters and werewolves, the hamsters are the werewolves the werewolves are the hamsters. The hamsters are the bear and the bear is bare. Why is the bear bare, cant it get some pants, kill the bare bear Choxorn, not the hamsters, the bare bear, oh I can't bare it any longer.
And with that he sat down crying, striking his stick on the ground in front of him and intermittently giggling