Auto-Tuned Loon

Wishful thinking, you ornithophilic SLUT!

Who are you calling tiny, SLUT? And where do you get off calling someone weird when you look like this:

This is how you met her. Admit it, you SLUT!

One of these days, Monicker and I will recreate the scene of Brad and Janet driving in the storm with the windshield wipers pointing back and forth at our faces and you can all join in as we yell "ASSHOLE!" & "SLUT!" at each other.

Get a cage, lovebirds shitbirds.

Patience. We should wait for Obi-Wan to report back.

How do you think Emile Haynie and Rick Nowels got that whale sound effect on "Lucky Ones"? The worst part was that Chloe kept telling the whale, "You need to shut up and just trust Emile. Everything would be better if you just comply."

Yes, and once you hear us, you can't unhear us.

Auto-Liked Loon? Jesus. Technology has made this slut even lazier than Emile.

You still haven't refuted his point, SLUT.

Those fuckers made me tread air holding that rope in my beak for the whole goddamn shoot. ASSHOLES!

I, for one, welcome our new feline overlords.

Lucky Ones. Yeah, it features me, but that damned auto-tuned whale tries to jack my style. If I could hold a harpoon gun, I'd shoot him in the fucking blowhole.

Pffft... I can just fly there myself.

This is how I came into being. Like Athena from the mind of Zeus, I sprang fully formed from the mouth of Lana. You knew there had to be some voodoo shit involved, didn't you?

I'm so vain I probably think this song is about me.

If Emile Haynie is credited on the production, then yes. The truth is he just lets me run wild in the studio while he's passed out drunk.