South Park is right!

So true!

Stan:	Butters?
Butters:	Oh [sniff, wipes away his tears] Uh hey, hey Stan.
Stan:	What's the matter with you?
Butters:	[sobbing] Well, mu mu mu girlfriend broke up with me.
Henrietta:	Did she step on your heart with stiletto heels?
Butters:	Yeah. [sniff] It sure does hurt.
Goth 2:	That's cool. I guess you can join up with us if you want.
Goth 1:	Yeah. We're gonna go to the graveyard and write poems about death and how pointless life is.
Butters:	Uh, uhm no thanks. I I love life.
Stan:	Huh? But you just got dumped
Butters:	Wuh-ell yeah, and I'm sad, but at the same time I'm really happy that somethin' could make me feel that sad. It's like, ih ih, ih it makes me feel alive, you know? It makes me feel human. And the only way I could feel this sad now is if I felt somethin' really good before. So I have to take the bad with the good, so I guess what I'm feelin' is like a, beautiful sadness. I guess that sounds stupid...
Goth 1:	Yeah.
Stan:	No. No, Butters, that doesn't sound stupid at all.
Butters:	Well, thanks for offerin' to let me in your clique, guys, uh but, to be honest, I'd rather be a cryin' little pussy than a faggy Goth kid. Well see ya, Stan. [walks off]
Stan:	He's right. I don't even know who I am anymore. I like liking life a whole lot more than hating it. Screw you guys, I'm goin' home. [walks off]