My Guitar Was A Loyal Person To

When I Left New York, After Getting Fired From Metallica, All I Remember Is That I Wanted Blood. Theirs.

If I Know I'm Going Crazy, I Must Not Be Insane.

When People In Washington Say They're Going To Take Away My Guns, They Better Bring Theirs If They're Going To Take Mine.

Some Years Later, Long After He And Megadeth Parted Company, Jay Jones Was Stabbed To Death With A Butter Knife During-rumor Has It-a Fight Over A Bolonga Sandwich. That's Not Funny, Of Course. But, If You Knew Jay, Neither Is It Particularly Suprising.

It Wasn't Enough For Megadeth To Do Well; I Wanted Metallica To Fail.