Well, as the name implies, or tries, I'm a really young guy with eyes. Contacts, to be exact, based on the Mad Hatter. Half of what I say is really just debased or sad chatter. Out of those two, usually the latter. Odd thing is nothing is the matter. I'm a real character, I feel sick, so can you spare a fair can of soup? I'd really like to get out of this thought loop, I'm kinda caught in this knot, jumping through my hot hula hoop. Oh, woah, I'm sorry, before I end let me begin. Hi, I'm SpikeYouWithPsych, and I'm here to grind on psyches on the mic.