Paper Hearts

Yeah, I really know nothing about this...if you had a Mac I could figure it out though.

Yahoo=evil And I don't talk computers on the first chat date.

Kelly, I am a Mac man, damn it.

No. What are you trying to use to share it? Limewire or what?

Sharing has nothing to do with technology. You simply hand it to someone and say 'here, you can have it for a little while'.

My weekend was filled with whoa and misery, Kelly. And right now I'm as goth as all get out. How was your weekend?

What kind of crumbs? Please be more specific. I don't want any arguements in here.

Something that would send Phee into the darkest recesses of Idaho for at least the next 10 mins.

William S Burroughs--A Thanksgiving Prayer: Thanks for the wild turkey and the passenger pigeons, destined to be shit out through wholesome American guts. Thanks for a continent to despoil and poison. Thanks for Indians to provide a modicum of challenge and danger. Thanks for vast herds of bison to kill and skin leaving the carcasses to rot. Thanks for bounties on wolves and coyotes. Thanks for the American dream, To vulgarize and to falsify until the bare lies shine through. Thanks for the KKK. For nigger-killin' lawmen, feelin' their notches. For decent church-goin' women, with their mean, pinched, bitter, evil faces. Thanks for "Kill a Queer for Christ" stickers. Thanks for laboratory AIDS. Thanks for Prohibition and the war against drugs. Thanks for a country where nobody's allowed to mind his own business. Thanks for a nation of finks. Yes, thanks for all the memories-- "all right let's see your arms!" You always were a headache and you always were a bore. Thanks for the last and greatest betrayal of the last and greatest of human dreams.

Siouxsie & the Banshees~Cities in Dust

Sid Vicious--i did it my way

Chan is like nothing to me I can kick his ass and punch him hard in the face

Warsaw~Joy Division

fine, I'll be around shortly a man needs liquer when nobody will fuck him

I want my tequilla back you heard me correct I called you a bitch, you bitch

well, as long as one foot works you can jump around and pogo w/ your tits out

It doesn't matter really I am fucking broke and I can't dance anyway

I do not care if you squeal I want to sit down and make out with somebody

look, I do not give a fuck I am hungover & I'm still a sexy man

I have learned that pissing on English muffins is wrong and very bad

Ramones--Texas Chainsaw MasaCRE