Don't plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months. Before you know it, you got yourself a bad year. Take it from me - choke those little bad days. Choke 'em down to nothing.

Misery is the River of the World

I'm reliable sources, I'll tell ya anything you want me to know.

He said, I'm better off without her, until I showed him my tattoo.

I have an audio stigmatism whereby I hear things wrong - I have audio illusions.

You choke my days, I'll choke yours.

The piano has been drinking, not me.