Dont worry, it only seems kinky the first time.

Blood tastes like metal, ironic that it should be like that which draws it

I will PING a pound of Poppies TILL im dead

Write your name on my chest in kerosene, spark a match and you will never be cold again.

Well God, I guess you got me again, didn't you?
Yeah, that was a good one, God.
Hope it made you laugh, you sick bastard.
-Cartman

Hippies.They're everywhere. They wanna save the earth, but all they do is smoke pot and smell bad.
-Cartman

I can see you but you can't see me
I could touch you and you wouldn't even feel me

You’re hiding something,
Cause it’s burning through your eyes
I try to get it out,
But all I hear from you are lies

Stir the limbs across the wrist
Full possession of memory.
Bury me as a dog
Icy hands surrounding me

Loving you could take my life, but when I look into your eyes, I know you're worth that sacrifice