I'm Cursed With The Gift Of Foresight.

Because Enough Is Too Much! And Look Around ...can You Blame Us?!

America Is Not The World.

I Was Never Young. This Idea Of Fun: Cars, Girls, Saturday Night, Bottle Of Wine... To Me, These Things Are Morbid. I Was Always Attracted To People With The Same Problems As Me. It Doesn't Help When Most Of Them Are Dead.

There Are Some Bad People On The Rise; They're Saving Their Own Skins By Ruining People's Lives.

They Are Very Tame To Me. God Bless Noel, I'm Sure He'll Always Have A Spot On 'bob's Full House', But I Search For Something With More Bite And Rage.