Every Christmas people are so nice to me, they think I am Little Tim from A Christmas Story. But I'm not. *smiles*

The band name came about when the original vocalist died when a huge radio fell on his head. He trotted about for a while dancing with the radio on his head, before he died of asphyxiation and blood loss. *Laughs* it was hilarious

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

So how come it looks so beautiful? How come the moon falls from the sky?

It's impossible being me, I radiate a glow that makes others turn and grimace in horror as if staring into the sun.

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

Yes I usually make my kids eat their veggie chops and watch my concerts in dead silence. If they ask to watch spongebob squarepants I usually do something volatile like make them eat a yellow sponge with googly eyes on it. I hit them quite a bit, but then again I blame the condom manufacturing government for forcing me to birth them.