I study nuclear science I love my classes I got a crazy teacher, he wears dark glasses Things are going great, and they're only getting better I'm doing all right, getting good grades The future's so bright, I gotta wear shades
I can wait for the ink on the contract to dry before declaring the zombie apocalypse. And to some of the other posters; don't second guess your lives that way. That path leads to the Dark Side.
We used to make up very bizarre names to send in to Casey to see if he could read them on-air. I know we got him to wish a happy birthday to "Ignatz Guggenheim."