We’ve Got Bigger Fish To Fry. No… really… we do. So big they would not fit in the average frying pan…we need a grill.

Resurfacing… maybe it’s a road.. maybe it’s some boobs.. who knows.

Ink Settles…. Most of the time it’s in your favorite shit that you don’t really want to throw out so you continue to wear it even though you look like a slob.

This does not bode well. Not at all. Not even the slightest bit.

Aselloutsayswhat… because what the hell else is he going to say that he likes emo music and nothing else? Fucking posers.

Of Headphones And Circulation...nothing really clever to say here.

I heard the jury is still out on science… well at least that’s their excuse for not explaining what the fuck really happened.

...because we sure as hell didn't. I think they may have just showed up thinking that we wouldn't notice. Well now the joke is on you douchebags!

...because what else would a floating man be a piece of wood? Or maybe a floating man is like small pebbles which means.... HE'S A WITCH!