Fame Is A Bleet, Man.

Heartthrobs Are A Dime A Dozen.

I Was Very Curious About The World Even At A Young Age, And I Don't Know At What Point I Became Aware That Other Cultures Believed In Different Religions, And My Question Was, 'well, Why Don't They Get To Go To Heaven Then?' And The Answer Was Always, 'well, Everyone Gets A Chance - Meaning At The Word Of God As It Was Described To Me Then. And That Didn't Sit Well With Me Then. But In Times Of Trouble Or Discord, It's A Great Comfort. And It Wasn't Till I Left Home That I Really Came To The Conclusion That It Didn't Make Sense To Me For Many Other Reasons.

Fame Is A Bleet, Man.

It May Be A Brief Interruption - Just A Few Seconds - But What If Someone Sitting Near You Is Trying To Make A Decent Bootleg? Did You Ever Think Of That? Now All Those Street-corner Copies Are Permanently Defiled By Your So-called 'emergency.' Don't Be So Damn Selfish.

There Are No Secrets At Our House. We Tell The Kids, 'mom And Dad Are Going Off To Kiss.' They Go, 'eww, Gross!' But We Demand It.