I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here.

I'm glad I escaped the clutches of those evil gnomes... I'm talking, of course, about Puerto Ricans.

If I could do just one thing to change the world, I'd make everyone Thom Yorke, and this would be paradise.

I know I'm 38 but I insist that santa claus exists and he raped my mother when I was 9.

Why did the chicken cross the road? Because he's a goddamn chicken he doesn't know what the **** he's doing

My heart is a weatherballoon caught in an updraft of a chinese tax percentage, the tax percentages are unequivocaaaaaaaaaal, Unequivocaaaaaaaaal. This is the sort of lyrics you could never think of, loser. Here's a razorblade go cut yourself

My big problem with corporate structure is this bizarre sense of loyalty you're supposed to feel -- towards what is basically a virus. It grows or dies, like any virus. And you use it for your own selfish ends." - source