Well, it looks as though your life is starting to look up.

Everyone loves you. You can call things whatever the hell

you want to call them now, without any explanations. Not

only are you godly for having a song named after America's

favorite condiment, but you're on the top of everyone's list

for what they want shoved in their stocking come Christmas

time. Hot Damn. How the hell are you supposed to top this

moment of your life? Oh well, no need to get melloncol--

Wait.. No.. How the hell do you spell that stupid word...

Whoa, wait a second.. That sounds like a plan!
Which Smashing Pumpkins album are you?