There's a bomb strapped to my chest.

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible

Everyone's who's made it this far. We've all done the worst kinds of things just to stay alive. But we can still come back. We're not too far gone. We get to come back. I know... we all can change.

I left our oven on, please turn it off

My Wife, I love you!!

HI MI MAMA >_< I LOVE YOU <3 /P