I wake up and I see the face of the devil and I ask him, What time is it?

It seems stupid when people limit themselves to one kind of music. It tells me they're not using their ears.

I don't want to know about the constitution of the rapist--I want to kill him! I don't care if he is white or black, if he is middle-class or poor, if his mother hung him from the clothesline by his balls: I only want to kill him! Any woman who has been raped will agree.