Pariah

"Jumping out of a perfectly good aircraft is not a natural act."

Cancer has a top-secret recipe for the world's most delicious chocolate cake.

Never ask someone if they're vegan. (See above.)

Never ask a man if he's from Texas. If he isn't, you're likely to offend him with the question. If he is, he'll find a way to let you know.

"In the words of my generation . . . UP YOURS!"

One of my favorite thrillers, which was quite superior to the movie it inspired: Tom Clancy's The Hunt for Red October. And then there's the book that helps me remember day to day that dealing with teenagers could be a whole lot worse: The Hunger Games.

Don't eat things that aren't food.

Keratin

Booster Gold, both Flashes, and Power Girl all have more votes than Captain America? What the [REDACTED] is wrong with you people?!

Wow. We might just have a Marvel character win one of these. Too soon?

Cancer has secretly spent the last five months thinking, "If that guy can do it, why not me?!"

City nights Summer breezes makes you feel all right Neon-lights Shining brightly make your brain ignite See the girls with the dresses so tight Give you love, if the price is right Black or white In the streets there's no wrong and no right Outta site Buy your kicks from the man in the white Feels all right Powder pleasure in your nose tonight See the men paint their faces and cry Like some girl, it makes you wonder why City life Sure is cool, but it cuts like a knife It's your life So forget all that you see It's not reality, it's just a fantasy Can't you see what this crazy life is doin' to me Life is just a fantasy Can you live this fantasy life Life is just a fantasy Can you live this fantasy life

I'm woven in a fantasy, I can't believe the things I see The path that I have chosen now has led me to a wall And with each passing day I feel a little more like something dear was lost It rises now before me, a dark and silent barrier between All I am and all that I would ever want to be It's just a travesty, towering, marking off the boundaries My spirit would erase To pass beyond is what I seek, I fear that I may be too weak And those are few who've seen it through to glimplse the other side The promised land is waiting like a maiden that is soon to be a bride The moment is a masterpiece, the weight of indecision's in the air It's standing there, the symbol and the sum of all that's me It's just a travesty, towering, blocking out the light and blinding me I want to see Gold and diamonds cast a spell, it's not for me to know it well The treasures that I seek are waiting on the other side There's more that I can measure in the treasure of the love that I can find And though it's always been with me I must tear down the wall let it be All I am, and all that I was ever meant to be, in harmony Shining true and smiling back at all who wait to cross There is no loss

Can you tell me where I might find the Hydra? Is he wearing a familiar face? Does he still live below Seventh Avenue With the princess dipped in lace? Does he know that I'm a soldier of fortune And not a victim of circumstance? We drew lots for his soft underbelly Now his fate is sealed with my lance I can tell by the look in your eye You've never seen the man with nothing to say I can tell by the look in your eye You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his way Is it true that he's a mighty warrior And a viper of the first degree? I've been sentenced here to slay the giant Geld this fear I cannot see I can tell by the look in your eye You've never seen the man with nothing to say I can tell by the look in your eye You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his way Can you tell me where I might find the Hydra? Is he wearing a familiar face? Does he still live below Seventh Avenue In the slums of Satan's grace? I can tell by the look in your eye You've never seen the man with nothing to say I can tell by the look in your eye You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his way

Black and orange stray cat sittin' on a fence I ain't got enough dough to pay the rent I'm flat broke but I don't care I strut right by with my tail in the air Stray cat strut, I'm a ladies cat I'm a feline Casanova, hey man that's that Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man Get my dinner from a garbage can Don't go crossing my path I don't bother chasing mice around I slink down the alleyway looking for a fight Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry "Wild stray cat, you're a real gone guy" I wish I could be as carefree and wild But I got cat class and I got cat style I don't bother chasing mice around I slink down the alleyway looking for a fight Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry "Wild stray cat, you're a real gone guy" I wish I could be as carefree and wild But I got cat class and I got cat style

Rock

How about a little sodium hydroxide instead?

Macbeth

Hamlet

The Browns bought a few offensive linemen during the recent free agency period, yes.

Syndrome

Death Dribble once ate half a liter of clotted cream as a dare.

You're hoping I'll reveal something, aren't you?

Stand

Don't pick up your dribble until you know what you're going to do with the ball.