*Kenneth sleeps in his bus stop in Kab. Eats a half rotten Apple and picks up his radio*
Hey man, you guys are like fighting over stones and walls man. You can own them. They belong to knights and history and shit dum dums. Come on man, much cooler to be friends and stuff dude.
I think its smarter to spare some blood and really think things trough dude. No one wins in the end. I won 30 kronor in a scratch card one. Love you all man! Peace!
*Kenneth smells the glue once again and falls asleep*