The Thing Is, The Reader

You Know I Used To Be A Heartthrob, And Now I'm A Coronary.

Trash? The Only Trash I See Here Are Two Little Boys Lost At Sea And A Pathetic Excuse For A Seaworthy Vessel!

Do You Fear Death? Do You Fear That Dark Abyss? All Your Deeds Laid Bare. All Your Sins Punished. I Can Offer You...an Escape.

You Will Not Forestall My Judgement!

As Far As Groupies, I Never Saw Any Of Them.