Oh, yes.
Me: I can sing all of the words to your songs. I can chronologically name all of your albums. I know how to get to your wife's house. I have thugs for friends... they're talented with making a murder look like a suicide or an accident.
M. Shadows:
Me:
M. Shadows:
Me: Soooo. I'll plan our wedding for a rainy day so that way Synyster Gates can play the "Seize the Day" solo while we kiss. Deal?
M. Shadows: Where did you come from?!
Me: Your dreams, bebe. Your dreams.