“Cause what the hell is wrong with expressing yourself, trying to be me?”
“What the hell is wrong with me? And who is Nibbles?”
“Love yourself and your expression, you can't go wrong.”
“Hell is the special pain that dwells in that loss which you yourself have caused”
“I make no excuse for what happened. Drunkenness is never more than a symptom, not an absolute cause, and I realize that it would be wrong of me to try to defend myself. Nevertheless, there is at least the possibility of an explanation.”
“Spider or gum? Spider or gum? I thought quickly trying to come up with a believable excuse when I blurted out, “I swallowed a spider!” What? I swallowed a spider? What the hell is wrong with me?!”