“Fine. Since you asked so nicely, I’ll tell you the truth. I’m doing it because you’re a parasite, Presley Maria Witton Chase. You’ve set up shop inside my head and I can’t get rid of you. I tried forcing you out, but you just won’t leave, so I’m prepared to try another tactic. I’m gonna fuck you out of my system. And once I’ve accomplished that, I plan on forgetting your obnoxiously long name as quickly as humanly possible.”
