I Really Miss Being Able To Blend

When I Listen To 'nevermind,' I Hate The Production, But There's Something About It That Almost Makes Me Cry At Times.

Birds... Scream At The Top Of Their Lungs In Horrified Hellish Rage Every Morning At Daybreak To Warn Us All Of The Truth. They Know The Truth. Screaming Bloody Murder All Over The World In Our Ears, But Sadly We Don't Speak Bird.

I Wish I Would Tell Our Audience That We Don't Hate Them Without Sounding Cheesy.

The Worst Crime I Could Think Of Would Be To Pull People Off By Faking It, Pretending As If I'm Having 100% Fun.

Holding Frances In My Arms Is The Best Drug In The World.