"Self respecting women? Not a huge slice of my pie chart. That’s not a dig on a gender or the people I’ve dated. When’s the last time any of us have ever met a self respecting person, let alone fucked them. We’re all a bunch of crazy jigsaw pieces tumbling against each other and every once in a while, the contour of one person’s insanity gets snared in another’s. With a little luck and a lot of force, two psychos can get pretty well tangled. That’s called “compatibility.” And anybody whose sickness is “compatible” with mine is not going to be put off by things like this blog entry. On the contrary. They love the blood, the dirt, the parfait of arrogance and self-loathing. They figure they’d have to be all the more special to get onboard this Death Star. And you know what? That much is true."
— Dan Harmon
