There's Power In The Truth, Just Like

No, Kramisha, He's Not Black. He's A Killer Bird With Evil For His Daddy.

Maybe She Was Drunk - The Woman Never Could Drink. One Little Sniff Of Tequila And She Was Off Into Some Blonde La-la Land.

Okay, Well, Let's Do A Little Reenactment. I'm The Gay-looking Dicaprio And You're Rose. You Have To Keep Your Eyes Open And On My Face, Or You'll Have To Let Me Go And I'll Turn Into A Huge Gay Popsicle.

People Today, Vampyres And Humans Alike, Believe The Earth Is Just A Dead Thing That They Live On-that It Is Somehow Wrong Or Evil Or Barbaric To Listen To The Voices Of The Souls Of The World, And So The Heart And The Nobility Of An Entire Way Of Life Dried Up And Withered Away.

Christ On A Cracker. You Raped Achilles!