And while we're at it, asshole...

Let's start with the personal, shall we?

I worked fucking hard for my little M.I.T. physics degree (the one you laugh at because you think it means I have book smarts but no common sense), and I'm just ever so sorry you think REAL women only know how to cook, sew, give blow jobs, and crank out a baby every year so you can brag about how you have super-jizz. Tell me again how I'm missing something really major without your admiration, you drooling redneck. Shit, could it be you're jealous because my man's prettier than your woman (and he could probably give a better blow-job, too)?

To all those, male and female, who think women don't belong in a recording studio control room: WHO THE FUCK ASKED YOU? I'm damned good at my job, which is more than I can say for the many of you who come in unprepared and unrehearsed, and then get pissed because I have the balls to tell you so. You want diplomacy? Go complain to the owner of the place; you sure as hell won't get it from me.

And on to my grand statement of world philosophy...

You can pile shit on everyone else's heads, and if they're stupid enough to let you do it, then it's their own fucking fault. But if you even think of picking up that shovel in my presence, you'd better be sure your mouth is shut; I'll pick up anything you sling, throw it right back, and drown your carcass in it. This means ANYBODY I take exception to, and I don't give a rat's ass about gender. Don't say you weren't warned.

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