I value thermonuclear warfare.

I inhale the sweet vapors of mustard gas, and appreciate every molecule. I respect both genders of human clan. I value each and every little cockroach that climbs out of the ceiling and into my mouth each and every night. I value the twinkie crumbs that layeth beneatheth myeth bedeth while I slumber. I hate every single one of my exes and hold no remorse for them and if I could, I would express the value of Bushido in the form of precision katana-ecy.....-ey.... If I had a nickel for everytime I flirted with someone and it turns out that they were in a 99 year long committed relationship with a Jedi from Naboo, whether it be Tattooine or fucking Dagobah, I'd be Sith lord by this point. If I had an apple, for every Jar Jar Binks I would be a Qui-Gon-Jin. If I had a Star Wars for every Star Trek I'd be Bill Gates. If I had a singular gram of respect, for every thot that crossed my path, I'd be a pimp. If I had a commitment, for every cheater I have ever loved, I'd be a bottle of Jack Daniels. I have no idea where this is going. Listen it's 7:13AM, and I haven't slept, and I'm terrified and all I want to do is cuddle, but don't touch me, that would be weird.