If there ever really was a plan, it failed bigly.

Nice hanging with you fags.

At least I'll go out on my feet.

I will not comply.

See you on the other side.

Preemptive "kiss my starfish" to the cheerleaders.

Q tried to come back with some hopium 11-12 days ago.

Fonzie got eaten by the shark this time.

Q isn't coming back.

Wear your masks or get in the boxcar.

Nothing but a bunch of fucking gutless nerds left around here.

Pick up your rifle or get out of the way!