My name is Tommy Sincade. Ten days ago I was a different man. Today I'm just a shell of that man. I have no more remorce, no objection to the cruelty expressed towards the criminaly insane. In fact send them to Texas is what I say; now thats a death penalty on the right track.
Ten days ago I found out my wife was pregnant. My dog was hit by a car. Not to mention I was canned at the job. Yeah things cant get worse than this can they. Wrong try being knocked out by a number nine golf iron watching Leno on late night television. Thats the best day I've had in ten days.
I woke up with ears ringing like a freight train full of teenage girls on the way to see one of those boy band sensations. Well you get the picture.
Aah the note how could I forget.
(We have your wife if you ever want to see her alive again drive to the gully and dont be followed. We've got big plans for you.)