My Hatred Is Diamond-hard.

I Certainly Didn't Emerge From Prison Regretting Anything I Ever Wrote, Nor Did I Feel Remorse For My Crime In The Least.

You Truly Need To Witness Me Goo-gooing And Coo-cooing And Making Up Goofy Little Songs To Glean A Full Appreciation Of How Nauseating I Can Be. This Is Another Instance Where Things Seemingly Don't Add Up - How Can This Vile, Hateful, Violent, Misogynist, Racist, Loathsome, Repugnant, Worthless, Reprehensible Subhuman Be So Insanely Tender And Kind To Little Doggies And Kitty-cats?

Whenever I Visit An Industrialized Nation That Isn't The United States, It Immediately Becomes Apparent How Much More Educated And Informed And Aware Of International Events Their Citizens Are Compared To Americans.

I'll Argue Anyone Into The Dust When It Comes To Facts.

Anyone Who's Ever Had The Misfortune Of Seeing Me Interact With House Pets Knows I Have A Wickedly Strong Paternal Instinct Bordering On The Maternal.