I am currently Nefarious, though that all depends on how I feel in the morning.

I like reading, writing, and being crazy, yeah~

I like QUOTES!

-UNWANTED FANTASIES! ANOTHER SIDE AFFECT OF HUNGER! STOP THE HORROR! GRAB A SNICKERS!

-Or worse yet, Super AIDS! How would you like getting Super AIDS, Roxas?!

-Because all of us are 32 year old virgin, Hawaiian organ donors on the inside.

-Mmhm, I know Roxy, and any second now the world will turn upside down, and a disco ball will sprout from your forehead, as my soul is devoured by Chuck Norris, who incidentally lives in my alarm clock with Satan.

-Fruit Loops are just gay Cheerios

-People think that I must be a very strange person. This is not correct; I have the heart of a small boy. It is in a glass jar on my desk.

-"I mean, honestly... until today, I figured it was just Jet being a rock-headed macho dick. But now there's some sort of beautiful irony in him calling me a queer."

-I have a suggestion that I think would help fight serious crime. Signs. There are lots of signs for minor infractions: No Smoking, Stay Off the Grass, Keep Out, and they seem to work fairly well. I think we should also have signs for major crimes: Murder Strictly Prohibited, NO Raping People, Thank You for Not Kidnapping Anyone. It's certainly worth a try. I'm convinced Watergate would never have happened if there had just been a sign in the Oval Office that said, Malfeasance of Office Is Strictly Against the Law, or Thank You for Not Undermining the Constitution.

-The problem with defending the purity of the English language is that English is about as pure as a cribhouse whore. We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary

-The watch stopped thinking.Clearly, it pondered Britishly, it had become sentient. Preposterous

-I don't know. All I do know is that if I ever have a child, and I find him dead in some kind of hideous autoerotic asphixiation-related accident, I will cry in relief and think, "Thank Evil Flying Jesus, better this than writing squid-on-building erotic fan fiction."

-"I'm sorry that you feel that way, but as your friend I have to say that you need to get over yourself. Neville is a remarkably well-adjusted and attractive young man, despite his oddly intense love for flora, and I'm sure he'll find someone new soon enough. And if he doesn't, then that will be fine too. However, if he starts listening to strange music and spending too much time in the bath, let me know. I read somewhere that those are bad signs."

-“That’s it! I give up! There’s no talking to you people! And you wonder why I’m arrogant! If the rest of you weren’t such idiots, I might not feel so superior!”

The End(for NOW)