I love it when the world escapes from me. The world is full of mean dogs, and who needs that?
I really didn't like having friends. Friends take far too much time, and they don't appreciate my collection of unrelated roadside treasures.
What good is love anyway? Love is a hassle. It makes you cry, and crying is bad .I treasure the nobility of my solitude.
Life is grand. I'm just super.
Thanks for asking. You're too sweet!