I Know I'm An Acquired Taste -

I Don't Own A Computer. I Have A Nine-foot Piano In My Home To Compose My Messages. Why Would I Want A One-foot Computer To Do The Same Thing?

I'm A Hard Worker. I Get My Hands Dirty.

A Guitarist Or A Drummer Can Get A Cold And Still Play; I Get A Cold And Sound Like A Wet Mitten Trying To Sing You A Love Song. Charming.

On Some Of My Darkest Days, Lucifer's The One Who Comes And Gives Me An Ice Cream.

I'm The Thing That Fundamentalist Christians Cringe Over.