I've learned how to use my spam filter pretty effectively.
Boys like Peter are afraid of alot of things, like nuclear annihilation and flunking algebra, but they're not afraid of wolves.
I'll be mellow when I'm dead.
I'd rather clean all the bathrooms in Grand Central Station with my tongue than spend one more minute with you.
Some people want to advertise their weirdness, and spread it out, that's not me.
I think I'm equally as abusive as the editors normally are for the "Letters and Tomatoes" column, which is the fan mail part of MAD Magazine and an ongoing feature.