A merchant crosses your path -
"I've got nothing, I tell ya."
I am the proud CEO of Fine Chilis Inc., the producers of the finest chili in the United States of Amerca. After a long hard day of making chilis, all I want is to lie down and sleep but instead the spirit moves me to make "chiptunes," as you so call them. I think they are demonic utterances, worse than the most foul of sounds, but Satan props up my limbs and forces me to make disgusting noises through the night.