Rubik's cube is distorted. Colours strewn all over. Bad make. Perhaps it's a fake cube. An imposter of the real cube. The cube's cheap twin. I can't get it. I never can. I wanna throw it against the wall. But it might bounce back and hit me. Cheap thing, don't stare at me! I will not be judged by a cube! That too by one that is not the real make! I bow to thee, cube as you would me if I get your colours in order....But that is impossible......I hate you. Die, cube, die.