The internet is down...
Listen, im gonna crash it... we'll call it Dubstep.
Ah, the '50s...when kids could just be kids without all the peer pressure and social stigma.
Good sir! Do you have a place I can 'stache my hat?
MY LIFE FOR THE NEXT 18 YEARS? OH HELL NO!
Even Death wants as little contact as possible with the "Twilight" books.
Who's your saviour? Who's your saviour? Sniff you are.