Dark Jar Tin Zoo’s face is sallow, his cheeks sunk in, and he looks like Edvard Munch’s “The Scream,” only less colorful.

“Respect doesn’t have to be shiny. It just needs to be wearable. Would you be so…”

“I put the men in mental. Well, me and my clones do. Alone I just put in the man.”

“I’d rather be assassinated. It’s not like I’m doing anything this evening. Inev…”

“The abbreviation for Brazil, BRA, makes me think of breasts. I have no idea why.”