What I keep muttering in my headover and over and can’t stop thinking. this phase doesn’t have any meaning; it’s an incessant noise always going off in my head.
Me: What do I want for breakfast this morning?
My head: Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light!
A Speed of Light, the Hands is a South African legend of a man that's fists move faster than the speed of light. It can run with its hands faster than normal people can move their feet. He's also has insane precision and is good with his hands on the ladies. He's incredible nay insane.