That's nasty stuff, Joey - but Idina isn't nasty. She's tasty, and I think she would be the perfect replacement for Elphaba in that new musical Wicked.
I sing for myself. I sing when I want, whenever I want to, just for me. I sing for my own pleasure. Do you understand that?
Beans beans the magical fruit. The more you eat, the more you toot.
"Noah, someday we'll talk again. But there's things we'll never say. That sorrow deep inside you. It inside me, too. And it never go away. You be okay. You'll learn how to lose things..."