Let's be friends based on mutual hate.

Let's be friends based on mutual hate.

Out here where the world begins and ends, it’s like nothing ever stops happening.

‎All my stupid little thoughts beget stupid little thoughts, rampantly speculating every possible outcome of every possible situation until they're all done to death and none of them could ever be true.

Listen to this, okay? Just listen. You hear that? That's market bacon hitting the pan. Today a child is born unto us, and his name will be bacon.

Kim: "What, a coffee? Hollie, I have some bad news. I hate you, okay?" Hollie: "You hate everyone, Kim." Kim: "You're one of everyone.

Somehow the pantsless gay man is not bringing the romance, Scott.