"No, of course my butt isn't sexy. Why would you ask such a dumb question?"
"Skywalker? What kind of stupid last name is Skywalker?"
"All you people out there are UGLY!!!"
"Why do you keep on talking about Anne Rice books? What are they?"
"I hate gel."
"I also hate make-up, cologne, and designer clothes."
"I'm not wearing leather and you can't make me!"
"I *REFUSE* to make a fool out of myself in front of thousands of screaming people!"
::nothing::
~*~*~
Daniel:
"HiIreallyreallylovetotalk. I'mreallyreallyveryhyperrightnow, andIcan'tstoptalking-evenifItried, butI'mnotgoingtotrybecauseIreallyreallyliketalking. Youcansayit'slike-ahobbyofmine, thoughitreallyismoreofanobsession. ItalkmorethananyotherpersonIknow, isn'tthatgreat? BoyIlovetalking!"
"Eww...chocolate!"
"Who's Meg Ryan?"
"Tune? A guitar? You have to tune those things?"
"Ugh, music, gross. Why would anyone want to make music? That's just not cool."
"Ooh, I just love the Backstreet Boys! And *N SYNC is so great, ::giggles::"
"I really enjoy all this media attention."
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! FANS!!! GET AWAY! GET AWAY!"
"I have a funny feeling that Meg Ryan's not a natural blond, unlike me."
~List #2~
Darren:
"U2 SUCKS, AND BONO NEEDS A HAIRCUT!!!"
"I think I should wax my chest."
"I like to wear conservative stuff on stage, y'know? I would hate to stand out or draw attention to myself."
"I don't like touching people because you all have cooties."
"What kind of a stupid name is *Lestat*?"
"Breathing is for wussies."
"And so, in a moment of stupidity, I named our band after some stupid phrase in a trashy, cheap novel."
"Shove over, Daniel. You're hogging my spotlight."
~*~*~
Daniel:
"You shove over, Darren. I want some spotlight too!"
"My tan isn't real. I've been using that self-tanning lotion stuff for years."
"You have to tune pianos too?!"
"You will cater to my every whim because I'm better than you all."
"I'm an indoorsy type, y'know? I'd rather sit on the couch than jet-ski."
"Produce?! I can't produce! I don't even know how to use headphones!"
"Switch to alter ego, don spandex and a cape, and it's Celebrity Man, off to the rescue! Dun da da dun!"