01-06-2006, 07:42 AM (This post was last modified: 01-06-2006, 07:43 AM by SPAZ.)
According to Cocteau\'s plan, I\'m the enemy, \'cause I like to think, I like to read. I\'m into freedom of speech, and freedom of choice. I\'m the kinda guy that likes to sit in a greasy spoon and wonder, "Gee, should I have the T-bone steak or the jumbo rack of barbecue ribs with the side-order of gravy fries?" I want high cholesterol! I wanna eat bacon, and butter, and buckets of cheese, okay?! I wanna smoke a Cuban cigar the size of Cincinnati in the non-smoking section! I wanna run naked through the street, with green Jell-O all over my body, reading Playboy magazine. Why? Because I suddenly may feel the need to, okay, pal?