"...the
only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad
to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the
ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn,
like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the
stars, and in the middle, you see the blue center-light pop, and
everybody goes 'Awww!'" -Jack Kerouac from "On The Road"
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Please keep everything PG or under or else I'll sick Elvis on you.