Týndur er með yfsiloni.<br><br><font color=“gray”><i>Goddamn it, an entire generation pumping gas. waiting tables. Slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man… no purpose or place. We have no Great War, no Great Depression… Our Great War is a spiritual war. Our Great Depression… is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires and movie-gods and rock-stars… but we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.</i>
<b>-Tyler Durden segir: Kauptu sápu</b></font
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand, like a lizard on a windowpane