More from S.L.C. Punk!
- Bob was like that. A real asshole when it came to reading into things. He liked to wrap things up into neat little packages that implied the world.
- But this fall was going to be the fall alright. Bob and the rest of us had made a note to do absolutely nothing. We were going to waste our educated minds--we had no other way of fighting. As I said, there just weren't enough of us.
- Eddie wasn't an anarchist, he wasn't really even a punk. Eddie was into Women. But not in a macho jerky kinda way, right, he was a true romantic. He had his ass beat several times for being gay, which, he was not. Imagine: fag bashing without all the benefits.
- If looking the way we did in Utah was unusual, in the state of Wyoming (affectionately called the Cowboy State) we were fucking aliens.
- I like Sandy. Now Sandy has nothing to do with anarchy in general, she's just a beautiful, wonderful, funnny, witty, loving, sexy, tough-as-nails, little weird girl, and I absolutely adore her. I like Sandy a lot.
- I didn't sell out son, I bought in.
Last reviewed 2026-07-06