the top was down , the wind was whipping my hair into my face and mouth , and all i could do was tilt my head back and laugh . the seventh month anniversary came around , and bagging another pig they again celebrated . there was a tormented look in his eyes . now , i want to hear your side of the story , so i can tell you again that it was n't your fault . '' simply bursts of electrical energy that , if i released them of attention , would eventually drift away . 