(Monday)
Late again today
He'd be in trouble though he'd say he was sorry
He'd have to hurry out to the bus
(Tuesday)
Horace was so sad
He'd never had a girl that he could care for
And if he was late once more, he'd be out
Don't be afraid, just knock on the door
Well, he just stood there mumblin' and fumblin'
Then a voice from above said:
"Horace Wimp, this is your life!
Go out and find yourself a wife!
Make a stand and be a man!
And you will have a great life plan!"
Late again today
He'd be in trouble though he'd say he was sorry
He'd have to hurry out to the bus
(Tuesday)
Horace was so sad
He'd never had a girl that he could care for
And if he was late once more, he'd be out
Don't be afraid, just knock on the door
Well, he just stood there mumblin' and fumblin'
Then a voice from above said:
"Horace Wimp, this is your life!
Go out and find yourself a wife!
Make a stand and be a man!
And you will have a great life plan!"
—Electric Light Orchestra, "The Diary of Horace Wimp"
This guy ain't no motherfucking MC,
I know everything he's got to say against me,
I am white, I am a fucking bum,
I do live in a trailer with my mom,
My boy Future is an Uncle Tom.
I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob
Who shoots himself in his leg with his own gun,
I did get jumped by all 6 of you chumps
And Wink did fuck my girl,
I'm still standing here screaming, "Fuck the free world!"
I know everything he's got to say against me,
I am white, I am a fucking bum,
I do live in a trailer with my mom,
My boy Future is an Uncle Tom.
I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob
Who shoots himself in his leg with his own gun,
I did get jumped by all 6 of you chumps
And Wink did fuck my girl,
I'm still standing here screaming, "Fuck the free world!"
—Jimmy "B-Rabbit" Smith Jr, 8 Mile
Do you ever wake up and think what the hell happened? What am I doing? And you realize that everything's all screwed up and it's probably your own damn fault, but it's too late to fix it and you just have to learn to live with it because there's no way you're going back to school or dealing with the rat race or starting from the ground up. Because that sounds good, sounds like it should work, but if you weren't such a screwup in the first place you wouldn't be in the mess you are now. So why bother starting over? Because you're still a screwup and that's not gonna change, no matter how you want it to.
—Monster Dionysus, Monster
Paradigm: What else do you know about me?
Rebel Leader: Other than the fact you're a self-loathing loser who can't handle criticism and never follows through with his goals? Not to mention whose internet viewing habits would make long-time fetishists gag.
Paradigm: ...You know, I was hoping for a more fun answer.
Rebel Leader: Other than the fact you're a self-loathing loser who can't handle criticism and never follows through with his goals? Not to mention whose internet viewing habits would make long-time fetishists gag.
Paradigm: ...You know, I was hoping for a more fun answer.
— Paradigm
On that morning, as he rinsed himself for another trip into the void, Brad knew: he was a failure.
You only get one chance in this life. His career browser couldn't be refreshed. Brad was just about out of dimes for the meter.
