I could dance like that, If I was a teen dynamo. Why didn't anybody ever invest, In me like that? I hate my parents. And all teachers.

I'm not sick. I shoul go to work. And bring home the bacon. But there's bacon right here. And a rented DVD. Where's the remote?

You sick bastard. I love you. Come here for a hug. Crunch!

Will you marry me?

I would do Anya. I would do Zander. I would do Willow. Maybe even Giles. No, I want to be Giles. Or Zander. Maybe Oz. And still do the others.

I can't sleep. I hate sheep. There's nobody to talk to. 24 hour Wal-Mart blows.

Romaine noodles stuck inside my ribs, Not as satisfying as concrete, No shows, no expensive teeth cleanings, mooching drinks, Borrowing clean clothes, Studying how to pick locks, I wish it was payday.

I don't want to have a job of any kind, I don't even want to walk to the kitchen to get water, I'll take my days dishonest and free, thank you.

Short-tempered, ill-humored, fell best, Son of a bitch, water heater, I curse thee! Curse thee!

I wish I could do pushups like you. Apollo is so pretty. You should bend him over. Then let's get a beer.