Don't ask me what's on my mind For the truth you'll never ever find And don't tell lies no more There's nothing left to hide A clown can lose his foolish pride
The 80s have been almost comedically bad for Kit. He and Vivian got divorced, his father died, he's been burning the candle at both ends with his involvement in both the FBI and Delta Green, he can no longer rely on his memories without paranoia that they're not his own, he didn't enjoy Cats, and worst of all some freak from New Jersey hit him in the face with a shovel. Not to mention the attempt on his life.
But hey, at least he has a cell phone now








