My Lifestyle Determines My Deathstyle.

Just Like The Poles Of A Magnet, Some People Are Drawn To Death And Others Are Repulsed By It, But We All Have To Deal With It.

Don't Look Back, Because That's The Sign Of Failure.

My Vocals Are Bad, I Can't Sing, Hey Man, I Wouldn't Ask You To Do A Drum Roll If Your Arm Was Falling Off.

I Like Playing Music Because It's A Good Living And I Get Satisfaction From It. But I Can't Feed My Family With Satisfaction.

I Like A Women Who's Got Some Balls, Some Strength. As Long As I Can Beat Her At Arm Wrestling, That's Fine.