Why does this keep happening to me? Every day on the way home... I have tried different trains, the bus, even walking, but always, I get pinned down, filled and left for a crowd to find me. Tell me what I did to deserve this! (Artist unkown)
The vault dwellers always turned out to be the best pleasure slaves, their naivety and fresh bodies perfect to become obedient toys in the wasteland. (Cherry-Gig)