It had suddenly become quite odd, he thought. "It had suddenly become quite odd," he said, because he always said what he thought. "Damn, I wish I had an arm free," he thought, and consequently said.
Then a sparrow flew through the window and burrowed into his head. The word "sparrow" somehow came to mind, followed by the words "How odd."
Forget everything written above. It is all rekcuf-like and therefore should be ignored. Suddenly, "Pull the nails out of the wood," the sparrow whispered to his neural system. "Pull the nails out of the wood," he moaned. The Prussian interrogator looked at him angrily, and did some torture stuff.
Suddenly, someone cried "Skronk." I hate that. Why do I hate that? Urk! A-ha! It was lying! "But it will hurt," his damaged neurals said to his new brain as the sparrow Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck die!
Moral: Bring an extra pen.