i had a lovely brunch with Jesus Christ. He said, "two words about inanity: fundamental christianity." the food was very nice. but then He had to go and die for my sins and stick my ass with the check. "show me a hero and i’ll write you a tragedy," (go near an open window and that’ll be the end of me). i bowed before the avatar. he said, "the problem’s clear to me: you never got over morrissey." i said "well, right you are!" "it’s so much harder to be underfed than under-understood," he said. i went to see KIP WINGER! he said, "in my day we knew how to party; bands today, c’mon, not hardly." he had a back-up singer (doo doo doo doo). he said, "the metal scene is a disgrace, but i ain’t got no dog in that race!" don’t despair, your mother loves you. don’t be proud because she has to. don’t despair, your mother loves you. don’t be proud, she gotta.