Have at you! all of us smiling attack you. the only thing we're opposed to is yr bad attitude. so plan is: blow it up with satisfying blastitude. longitude is sucks, so hermeneutic latitude. the new day's better than the old by ten and next year's a year from now, we'll be ultra by then. car insurance out, and hardcore parents in. they're like "how we stop it now?"
And we're like "mints". we believe in fresh, not death, and your plan for cities is cemetaries,
We're like unlimited for friends. so it's bad feelings out, good feelings in. we built a big gun so we could realize our goals. the ammunition's you a hundred minds, a hundred souls we did it! proved that dragons existed! everybody's trying to kill us and we just wanna tell them what the new deal is. no more defeat by feelings, the drugs yr taking is control they're stealing. bad psychiatrists call it "healing" but never admit it's dull they're dealing. they say it doesn't matter what we think 'cause they're the ones with expertise in these things. all i know is i can treat my friends better. not into transcendence, trends, or transgressors, we win with positive vibration! and it's bad feelings out, good feelings in... all right now! party went 'till it was light out. bleeding by choice is the raising of voices! a hundred joined together with turbografx noises, a room of gifted kids with no idea what poise is. if you make a point twice you're pointless kid. you're too much of a narc to hang with the skids. when my opinions get modest dudes call me swift. ask me what i'm saying and i tell them "m