I sucked blood from one of my best friends
Stick it up your crack, you warped son of a mutant b*tch!
The moon's a powerful mistress. She can reach through any wall or covering and work her wicked charms.
If mankind's destined to bite the bullet, let's bite it and be damned.
Destiny's what you make of it. You have to face whatever life throws at you.
Your spikes have gone floppy.