“I'm really fun, I'm ridiculously fun. I hope I'm infectiously fun!”
“I'm dying and I'm having fun.”
“I am no fun at all. In fact, I am anti-fun. Not as in anti-violence, but as in anti-matter. I am not so much against fun - although I suppose I kind of am - as I am the opposite of fun. I suck the fun out of a room. Or perhaps I'm just a different kind of fun; the kind that leaves on bereft of hope; the kind of fun that ends in tears.”
“There's a reason I'm crazy, but it's fun!”
“I'm drawn to people who look different. I'm not exploiting. I'm not making fun of them. I'm drawn to them.”
“My dream is to die thinking "Wow, that was fun! I'm tired.”