“para namang susukuan kita, alam mo pa sa akin.”

-If you don’t mind, I’m gonna crawl back into myself now

-That’s funny, I don’t remember worrying about anyone.

-I don’t like to smile unless I have a reason.

-‘Parables of the Way’. I don’t suppose that means the way out.

-Welcome to Lawndale, where style meets substance and says ‘see you’.

-Life goes faster when you’re somewhere else.

-Thanks, but I think I’ll stay here on my-state-of-the-art ass.

-Okay, who wants their frontal lobe removed first?

-Now I understand why there’s pain in painting.

-If we don’t get back, we’ll probably have to drag the body of our history teacher.

-Sure, if it’s lining your coffin.

-School colors? Are you trying to give the public eye conjunctivitis?

- (says to self) Act natural. You’re not hurt.

-But you haven’t even tasted my soufflé

-Don’t worry, she’s clearing overestimating my conscience-assuming I have one at all.

-Dammit. Its my turn to say Dammit.

-Then I’m afraid the fevers reached your brain, and you need to be destroyed.