Here We Are Now, Entertain Us.

I'm Thought Of As This Pissy, Complaining, Freaked-out Schizophrenic Who Wants To Kill Himself All The Time.

I Just Can't Believe That Anyone Would Start A Band Just To Make The Scene And Be Cool And Have Chicks. I Just Can't Believe It.

I Thought I Would Try To Be Gay For A While, But I'm Just More Sexually Attracted To Women. But I'm Really Glad That I Found A Few Gay Friends, Because It Totally Saved Me From Becoming A Monk Or Something.

A Friend Is Nothing But A Known Enemy.

Total Peace After Death, Becoming Someone Else, Is The Best Hope I've Got.