So bring back the Wall and staatssicherheit and take the extroverts out of my bed and shoot them down like dogs in the street.
Harsh, you say? But an extrovert in bed is like a crying baby destroying sleep and peace of mind. Did I say, peace of mind? I meant, my mind. They destroy my mind. They send me crazy.
Is it any wonder I scream in the night. I awake shaken and turn to MBTIc for comfort and company. They say I am just another crazy on MBTIc, but I know who to blame and it's you.