Mona Lisa Vito’s Ideas on Hunting:
<After her fiance asks her if the pants he’s wearing are appropriate for hunting>
“Imagine your a deer. You’re prancing along. You get thirsty. You spot a little brook. You put your little deer lips down to the cool, clear water. BAM! A fuckin’ bullet rips off part of ya head! Ya brains are layin’ on the ground in little bloody pieces! Now I ask ya, would you give a fuck what kind of pants the son of a bitch who shot you was wearing?!”
"Emptiness is loneliness, and loneliness is cleanliness
And cleanliness is godliness, and god is empty just like me"
- The Smashing Pumpkins “Zero”
