Love is not the dying moan of a distant violin - it's the triumphant twang of a bedspring.
Sanity calms, but madness is more interesting.
We all can't be heroes. Somebody has to sit on the sides and clap as they go by.
My idea of housework is to sweep the room with a glance.
If you try and don't succeed, cheat. Repeat until caught. Then lie.
Pardon my ghetto... But bitch, please.
Wrecking the lives of men, one generation at a time.
Have a good life. You can now be someone else's problem.
They see me rollin, they hatin. Patrolling. They tryin to catch me ridin dirty.
This is me barely giving a fuck, let alone two.
Wrecking the lives of men, one generation at at time.
Right after dinner, I'm fucking you to death.
You're the one that wanted a divorce. So quit being a cunt after it's been done.
