So Help Me, I Won’t Rest Until

I Still Wanna Know Who To Sue To Get My Store Fixed. (bubba) I’m A Turnip. Sue The Rich Kid Who Started It. (nick)

It Actually Dawned On Me That I Don’t Fight. I Just Kill Whatever Annoys Me, And It’s Over. (savitar)

Not To Mention, We’re Using You For Bait. (syn) Are You That Drunk? (nykyrian) What? I Wasn’t Supposed To Tell Her That? (syn) I’m Bait? (kiara) No, You’re Not Bait. Ignore The Alcoholic Whose View Of Reality Is Distorted By His Brain-damaged Hallucinations. (nykyrian)

I Just Love The Gifts You Bring Me For Lunch. Other Girls Get Diamonds. Me? I Get Mayhem And Blood – And All Before Noon. Thanks, Tate. (simone)

What Is That Smell? (nick) (it Was Like Three-day-old Cat Vomit Mixed With Rotten Asparagus.) Duck Urine. It Keeps The Zombies From Thinking I’m Human. (mark) Yeah, Well It Keeps Me From Thinking You’re Sane. (nick)