The Tongue Of Man Is A Twisty

I Have No Interest At All In Food And Drink, But Only In Slaughter And Blood And The Agonized Groans Of Mangled Men

When I Was Seventeen I Drank Some Very Good Beer I Drank Some Very Good Beer I Purchased With A Fake Id My Name Was Brian Mcgee I Stayed Up Listening To Queen When I Was Seventeen

True Friends Appear Less Moved Than Counterfeit.

For Too Much Rest Becomes A Pain.

Ah, Beer, My One Weakness. My Achille's Heel, If You Will.