Father's Day makes me wish I could talk to my Dad just one more time, instead of all the time.
Sure, retarded jokes write themselves. But the spelling is always way off.
Hitler really wasn't so bad. In the black way.
My favorite part of going to a wedding is ruining the wedding.
We just found out my little brother has a peanut allergy, which is very serious I know. But still I feel like my parents are totally overreacting - they caught me eating a tiny little bag of airline peanuts and they kicked me out of his funeral.
Dark humor appealed to me because it was a bigger laugh than you could get with anything else. Seeing people laugh at something inappropriate with their whole bodies, a guttural, visceral laugh beyond a mere "hah."