What I said yesterday didn't mean anything! I love everyone in the flock! Plus, it was the Valium talking!" "Uh-huh. You just keep telling yourself that. You looove me. " Max: (tries to punch him) "Pick a tree. I'll go carve our initials in it. " Max: (screams and runs into bathroom)
In my day artists wanted to be outcasts, pariahs. Now they are all integrated into society