
Miiissssterrrr Andersonnnnn.....
Don't need Quizilla to tell me that. The reason being that his statement below fits my view on life when I'm pissed off:
**Agent Smith is back at the window of the office, staring out into the world**
He turns to Agent Brown.
Agent Smith : Why isn't the serum working?
Agent Brown : Perhaps we're asking the wrong questions...
Agent Smith : Leave me with him!
**Agent Brown and Agent Jones look at each other, surprised**
Agent Smith : Now!
**They hurriedly leave**
**Agent Smith grabs Morpheus' head with his hands**
Agent Smith : Can you hear me, Morpheus? I'm going to be honest with you.. I hate this place...this..zoo, this..prison, this...reality.. whatever you want to call it. I can't stand it any longer...
It's the smell. If there is such a thing...I feel... saturated by it. I can...taste, your stink. And every time I do, I feel I have somehow been..infected by it, it's repulsive! I must get out of here. I must get free...
Ok, so maybe it's not the smell, but just being dismayed about reality sometimes.
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