If Letters Had Eyebrows, These Would Be

If We're All Going To Hell In A Handbasket, We Might As Well Make It A Party On The Way Down

We Didn't Wish -- Wishes Are Wasted... We Didn't Hope -- Because Our Future Was Inevitable... And We Didn't Pray -- We Were On Our Own.

The True Nature Of Evil Is That It Is So Very Casual.

No, Michael, I Do Not Trust You On A Boat, I Do Not Trust You On A Goat. I Do Not Trust You Here. I Do Not Trust You There. I Do Not Trust You Anywhere.

So Let's Start At The Very Begining (a Very Good Place To Start...)