If I become homeless, I'm gonna go up to people and say, "Bond. Vaga Bond", and then pull out an empty wine bottle that's also a poison dart gun.
I think global warming is an evil plot to get us to enjoy winter.
I never thought it would happen, but I'm starting to enjoy traditional country music. My fave song right now is "Fucked Her in a Dive Bar, Got'er Pregnant, Payin' Support." Really captures the nuanced emotions around that kind of life, especially as felt by the man, when he's not piss drunk and puking on his own mattress.
HELLOOOO NEWMAN: Laughter is your sixth sense
