I had a lovely brunch with Jesus Christ.
He said, "two words about inanity: fundamental christianity."
The food was very nice.
But then He had to go and die for my sins and stick my ass with the check.

"Show me a hero and i抣l write you a tragedy,"
(Go near an open window and that抣l be the end of me).

I bowed before the avatar.
He said, "the problem�clear to me: you never got over morrissey."
I said "well, right you are!"
"It�so much harder to be underfed than under-understood," he said.

I went to see KIP WINGER!
He said, "In my day we knew how to party; bands today, c抦on, not hardly."
He had a back-up singer (doo doo doo doo).

He said, "The metal scene is a disgrace, but i ain�got no dog in that race!"
Don�despair, your mother loves you.
Don�be proud because she has to.
Don�despair, your mother loves you.
Don�be proud, she gotta.