Don't be sorry... you raised a very important viewpoint. I just wanted to make sure I clarified that I didn't mean to seem like I enjoy death.... even when it's a bad person.

Death is a natural part of life, we don't have to relish in other's deaths, but I highly doubt this guy died. Probably wasn't even badly injured. I was hit by a van at 7 years old going the same speed and all I had was a lot of bruises, cuts, and a chipped tooth.

We are overly sensitive in the United States, that's for sure. Black and white are almost bad words.

Because never again will I bound naked into the night with ambitions of Cold Play concert tickets.

Honestly, it's hard to say. When I look left, I'm right where I want to be, but when I consider the factors that have always played a major role in my life, I realize that the alignment of stars is only conducive to a dream in the life of a working man.

Mainly poop, but also raisins. If you find a hole, dug it. If you see a bird, saw it. If you apple an orange, totally coconut man.

Because ape-men have made it difficult to do otherwise and I always say, "it's better to obey the ape-men than to find yourself leaving without having consumed a balanced breakfast in the morning."

DUDE. FORNICATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Because I find that it's easier to express yourself after removing all inhibitions. I tend to pour myself a tall glass of grape juice and smack a piece of crystalized caramel against a window pane, then scream at the Moon until it relinquishes a stream of gravity-based oatmeal solution.

It's hard to. I really wish you wouldn't pry so much I just want to make it known that I am not here for games, I am not here to exclude anyone's views or downplay any such accusations that most Sims players love to watch babies be barbequed.

I can't

I won't.