Yes. Yes I am.

Am what? I dunno. Anyway, I'm going to do two things for you here. First, I am going to give you a little poem I found on the slightly smudged walls of Portal.

Because I could not stop

for DEATH,

He kindly stopped for me

The cube had food and maybe ammo

[garbled, most likely 'for'] immortality

Not in cruelty,

Not in wrath,,

The REAPER came today;

An ANGEL visited

this gray path,

And took the cube away.

Okay, and that second thing is...this.

Okay, okay, and this.

Fine, fine. This too. But that's it.

We done here? Okay. Now I'm gonna check and make sure the moving ones work. (Don't worry, the last one's not supposed to move.)