I'm only popular because I fuck on all my art.
You only like me because I invented the mango Skittle.
If you're witty, cynical, abrasive, borderline arrogant (or at least really confident), literate, slightly crazy, and honestly don't give a fuck, we'll probably get along. Got a sense of humor? That helps.
But I probably know you already.
Every time a hat drops, somebody talks shit about one of my favorite bands.
I had a list here, but come on, no one actually reads these things. I'm not done with my Top 100 Films list yet, I'm somewhere around #87.
Even Cowgirls Get the Blues, Half Asleep In Frog Pajamas, Another Roadside Attraction, Skinny Legs and All, Jitterbug Perfume, Lolita, The Stranger, Metamorphosis, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, The Rum Diary, Hollywood, Running With the Hunted, Ham on Rye, Tales of Ordinary Madness, The Most Beautiful Woman in Town, Post Office, Beyond Good and Evil, Middlesex, The Virgin Suicides, Choke, Survivor, Invisible Monsters, Haunted, Fight Club, Porno, Trainspotting, Cat's Cradle, Breakfast of Champions, Slapstick: Or Lonesome No More!, Slaughterhouse-Five, Jailbird, Catcher in the Rye, Sanctuary, The Sound and the Fury, Naked Lunch, Native Son, The Great Gatsby, The Last Tycoon, The Sun Also Rises, Fear of Flying, Portnoy's Complaint, Snow Crash, How The Dead Live, High Fidelity, About A Boy... I'll admit that the Dark Tower series is actually pretty good as well as The Body, Apt Pupil, Shawshank Redemption and The Breathing Method...And I'm not very well-read in poetry, but here are the poets I'm into: Sylvia Plath, e.e cummings, T. S. Eliot, Ezra Pound, Emily Dickinson, Erica Jong, Edwin Arlington Robinson, and (of course) Charles Bukowski.