Spin the wheel of DeathUsual evening.Any night,like a thousand already experienced.Return home.Household odors in the air I understandWhat the fuck ate my parents.Every weekdaymatch the same fucking meal.Do not eat meat on Friday, guys.The absurdity is that I happen to think,when out on my own,who knows what they are doing ..So why just returned fromSmell of fried eggplantand voice of Gerry Scotti (Italian idiot presenter)I feel terribly stifling?Almost forgot to breathe.I put the mask (my real identity)I go into the kitchen ..I say some shit to feel part of the family.Then I put in a corner and observe.here is all our li