I Hate To Say It, But Killing

I Still Believe The Lessons I Learned When I Was Raised In A Roman Catholic Household. Like, It's Harder For A Rich Man To Get Into Heaven Than For A Camel To Go Through The Eye Of A Needle.

I've Always Been Sort Of Confused By The Trajectory My Life Has Taken. I Was Supposed To Be On An Assembly Line Building Buicks.

I Want Us All To Face Our Fears And Stop Behaving Like Our Goal In Life Is To Merely Survive.

As A Quiet Salute To Beavis And Butthead, I Held Up My Index Finger And Thumb In An "l"-the International Sign For Loser.

I've Made A Lot Of Enemies In All The Right Places, And There Aren't Enough Hours In The Day To Respond To Either The Well-financed Corporate Hacks Or The Lowly Stalkers Who Seek To Libel Me Or Make A Buck Off The Fact That I'm A Well-known Person.