The Finest Day I Ever Had Was

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 Bought A Gun And Chose Drugs Instead.

I'm Going To Be A Superstar Musician, Kill Myself, And Go Out In A Flame Of Glory.

I Always Wanted To Experience The Street Life Because My Teenage Life In Aberdeen Was So Boring. But I Was Never Really Independent Enough To Do It. I Applied For Food Stamps, Lived Under The Bridge, And Built A Fort At The Cedar Mill.

I’m Not Mad. I’m In A Perfectly Happy Mood, You Asshole.