Suck yeah!: your past times consisted of the strange, and twisted and deranged, and i love that little game you had called: crying lightning
Suck yeah!: don't be shy, you can all tell me how handsome i am.
Suck yeah!: I... said... SMIIILE!
Suck yeah!: the box was a universe, a poem, frozen on the boundaries of human experience.
Suck yeah!: negative space
Suck yeah!: calm, collected, and commandin'
Suck yeah!: never a dull moment
Suck yeah!: my gun goes pew pew pew
Suck yeah!: there's only music, so that there's new ringtones
Suck yeah!: some want to kiss, some want to kick you