There Is No Justice, There Is No

As A Boy, I Was Ashamed To Wear Glasses. I Memorized The Eye Chart, And Then On The Test They Asked Essay Questions.

I Don't Believe In An Afterlife, But I'm Taking An Extra Pair Of Underwear Just In Case.

It's A Match Made In Heaven...by A Retarded Angel.

This Is My Perspective And Has Always Been My Perspective On Life: I Have A Very Grim, Pessimistic View Of It. I Always Have, Since I Was A Little Boy. It Hasn't Gotten Worse With Age Or Anything. I Do Feel That It's A Grim, Painful, Nightmarish, Meaningless Experience, And That The Only Way That You Can Be Happy Is If You Tell Yourself Some Lies And Deceive Yourself.

You're So Good Looking I Can Barely Keep My Eyes On The Meter.