"But ah'm not afraid of dyin'. Cause I know that when I get to heaven there are gonna be these wonderful trees, and ah'm gonna climb them. But you know what? Instead of leaves and flowers, those trees are gonna have fried eggs, and delicious Virginia ham, and big heaping bowls of biscuits and sausage gravy. And one day, Sammy, you're gonna meet me there, and we're gonna climb those breakfast trees together, and it's gonna be delicious and we're gonna be happy until the end of time."


I'm going to flight school

Loss for words, though I do have one thing to say:

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. "Fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck."

I'm gonna go postal now, see you on the 11 o'clock news.
And read this.
When they said "if you are not with us, you are with the terrorists," I think they may have been right.