Democracy is non-negotiable.

You can't shake no hands when ye fist be clenched.

Grove Street. Home. At least it used to be until I fucked everything up.

Assisting a human to the best of my abilities only affords a 25 percent survival rate. That means there's a 75 percent chance that despite my efforts, the human I'm assisting will die from something beyond my control. Therefore it's better to hasten the human's death and put them out of their likely chance of misery than to deplete my limited time.

GTA, pretty much the same as the last game.

Woozie: One's a fake.
CJ: That's amazing. You didn't even touch them.
Woozie: No. I just took a guess. Why else would he come in with two chips and sound so worried?

I'm a well-dressed maniac!

I do not see the need for so many cameras.
Tom's presence everywhere is slightly oppressive. I understand the need for transparency, but why is he in the toilets?

This is your fault. I'm going to kill you. And all the cake is gone. You don't even care, do you?

Some trees flourish, others die. Some cattle grow strong, others are taken by wolves. Some men are born rich enough and dumb enough to enjoy their lives. Ain't nothing fair. You know that.

Stay a while, and listen!

Vote YES to proposition 208 and legalize medical Cocaine.

Fabian: Namaste.
Michael: Nama-go-fuck-yourself.

I was programmed to be helpful and answer any questions I was asked. I guess nobody bothered to restrict who I answer questions for.
That was probably pretty dumb, huh?

It’s dangerous to go alone! Take this.