Now

He was uninspired, tried to think of something but the brain wouldnt work. On his head the fucking pigs were dancing and making fun of him. Decided to kill the pigs so banged his head against the wall harder and harder till they were gone forever. Now the pink friends were gone it was time to sit back and relax... now everything was clear, the thoughts were clear and he could finally have his peace...

Freak? hum... maybe