We Could Do It, You Know.

Crying Is Not An Option.

If He Goes And Dies On Me Now, I Know I'll Go Completely Insane.

If I Get Home, I'll Be So Stinking Rich, I'll Be Able To Pay Someone To Do My Hearing.

In My Mind, President Snow Should Be Viewed In Front Of Marble Pillars Hung With Oversized Flags. It's Jarring To See Him Surrounded By The Ordinary Objects In The Room. Like Taking The Lid Off A Pot And Finding A Fanged Viper Instead Of Stew.

Obviously This Person's A Hazard. Stupid People Are Dangerous.