- Self - Performer: In the end that's what it all comes down to: using homemade napalm to blow your own life out proportion.
- Self - Performer: Columbine was a ricochet you could hear coming in reverse. The 9mm held to his head inhales a blast of smoke. The steel unkisses his cheek. He fixes a stare on a girl who he used to sit behind in algebra. Her bloodshot eyes reflect back without blinking. Eric uncocks the pistol and his words flip to say, Hell in you see