Oh, to get away with saying whatever the fuck you want to say, to anyone, any time.
Oh, to be set free to self-medicate and flirt on the outskirts of sanity, and still be hailed as a genius.
Oh, to have a best friend who will come to your rescue at all times, though you treat him like dirt.
Oh, to use humanity as your own personal science lab, and get paid for it.
Oh, Cuddy. Damn.
