The Currents Rage So Deep Upon Us,

I Shot A Vein In My Neck And Coughed Up A Quaalude.

I'm Writing About Real Things. Real People. Real Characters. You Have To Believe What I Write About Is True Or You Wouldn't Pay Any Attention At All.

It's Fun To Be In A Small Club And To Be Able To Look Somebody Right In The Eye And Watch Them Just Freak. Then It's Fun To Be In Front Of Thousands Of People And Watch A Couple Of Hundred Freaking Out Of Their Minds.

You Do What You Love, Or You Get Arrested.

Honey, I'm A Cocksucker, What Are You?