Puppies, baby seals, rainbows, sparkles, sprinkles, jazzercise, cookies, puppets, marshmallows, love, life, generic rum, smiley faces, diaries, pizza, party hats, babies, babies in tires, unicorns, Wal*Mart, Taco Bell, pain caves, knives, guns, WMD's, bloodshed, anthrax, meth, famine, al-Jazeera, uncut cocaine, drive-bys, needles, death, destruction, kill, fire, genocide, rampant addictions to gambling, rage, tsunamis, communist regimes, carnage, murder, madness, the millennium.
I don't need to meet any of you, since I already know all of you. I've always been, and I will always be. Remember that lone Chinaman who stood in front of the tanks in Tiananmen Square? That was me. Remember when Stalin was starving a myriad of Ukrainian farmers? That was me. Remember AIDS? Me again. Remember that time when you were 8 years old and you had to sleep in mommy and daddy's room because an episode of "Are You Afraid of the Dark?" instilled irrational fear in your brain? That was me! So I really don't have to meet any of you. Just know that I'm there. Everytime you look in the mirror. Everytime you wake up. Every breath you take. Every move you make.... Sting was lying, he doesn't even have a fraction of my powers.
But seriously, I'd really like to meet Kim Jong-Il.
Big Sky, Big Sky, Big Sky, Big Sky, Big Sky, Big Sky, Big Sky, Big Sky, Big Sky.
R. Kelly, R. Kelly, R. Kelly, R. Kelly, R. Kelly, R. Kelly, R. Kelly, R. Kelly, R. Kelly, R. Kelly,R. Kelly,R. Kelly,R. Kelly,R. Kelly, Also. Mark Morrison, Bone Thugs, Brian McKnight, Coolio, DAvE MaTtHeWs!, Ginuwine, Fallout Boy, The Sir, December Turntable Injustice, George Michaels, Mariah Carey, Ursher, Ma$e, bLiNk 182, Wu-Tang Clan, O-Town, Faith Hill, Whitney Houston, Lifehouse, Rod Stewart, Jon Secada.
Dear Fukkalz: It's Me Marie and Lizzie