-they'll call our crimes a work of art-

One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

Everything is nothing, with a twist.

You turn my floppy disk into a hard drive.

If I told you I worked for UPS, would you let me handle your package?

Oh, ya know. Just goingto get food. What else is new. You?

I'm jealous. I'm starving and I'm too lazy to go get groceries. Not much. I've basically spent the whole day in the gym.

Do you know what I like in a girl? My dick.

You look like a hard worker. I have an opening you can fill.

Okay, good.

So, what're you up to?

I was completely blinded by your beauty , so I’m gonna need your name and number for insurance purposes.

You're hot, let's fuck.

Thank God.

Besides, if I were mad, you'd know.