who doesn't want to spend years writing music and being famous and running around doing whatever the hell you want to and being loved for it, you know?
Gah, you're right. Come to think of it, I'm so jealous of them.

Yeah, dude, most times I even forget they had fights. Sometimes in my reality, all that happened was that Yoko came into their perfect world, blew them all raspberries, stuffed John into a balikbayan box, then left with him.