A battle scarred field with the scars of blood, bones, and bodies scattered everywhere. the only living thing around is a sakura tree that seems to be in bloom year round.

if you aint drinking, having fun, or doing something to amuse me get the hell out you bland boring bastards/bitches

where i go to blow off steam if you come in here you had best have a good reason

A room for me. If I invite you. you better think. Do I feel lucky? Well? Do, ya? Punk?

Exactly what the facking Name says.