Frustration of an unyielding yet harmless nature compels the Curious Subject to engage in a petulant and blubbering rant not unlike two-legger young. Mere irritants can become sensitive topics of great animosity if they appear frequently for an interminable amount of time.
It was found upon repeated attempts that explanations cannot be deemed appropriate unless they are shrouded, however this seems to negate the purpose of this exercise. Judging by the lack of emotional pacification, it might be reasonable to assume that the expected relief is dependent upon several specifics of the process... or any general concepts of the process. A trivial matter in reality which shall be forgotten momentarily.
Fucking bloody pox-rotted pus spewing irksome creations of the written word.
