"Your lips are cracked and you need a handkerchief for your Twentieth Century nosebleed.Too much coffee and too little sleep.
You want to brush your teeth and smile a Bright Smile into the Abyss with the world bouncing off your forehead in a game of Cosmic Paddleball.
You are waiting for a sunk ship to come in.
You are hanging by your Fingernails.
You are in love with yourself, but you don't look good in any of your clothes.
You, my dear, are a Pain in the Ass.
You are a Creep, and I love you for it."