…….It’s the IRS, FBI, and other electronic eyes, that want to eye ball your cracks and crevices, but more so the cracks than crevices, with microscopes and a room full of folks, talk’n bout they want to see if you had a stroke; and do you want to notify relatives, here’s a sedative, are your taxes repetitive, take a number, get in line, the justice system won’t waste your time, just wondering if you can hold water, hay, that game was a slaughter. One last stop, a retired cop, wants to do a cavity check from his computer, leaving brown fingerprints is a thing of the past, anyway his arm’s in a splint, but he still left you bent with no gloves needed. Oh damn that’s right, now we got to see the health inspector, to check for vectors and treasures, surely we’ll find something up there to impress you, didn’t mean to upset you.