He was a nice guy, never treated me bad.

They fired a number of shots and one hit me. I received a shotgun blast to the leg, to the knee. They (doctors) counted 10 bullet holes.

They threw a homemade explosive between a couple of us that were injured. I threw it away from us.

People are like M&Ms. They come in a variety of colors, they're hard on the outside, and full of obscene yumminess on the inside.

I hear a lot of people singing in funny voices and singing like they're stupid. Singing in a deliberately fey and dumb and childish way. And I find it to be a disturbing trend.

I just realised I'm the adult and I have to be strong. I didn't want to plod along in a numb state, I needed to be totally aware of what's going on, otherwise it wouldn't be fair.