Big sisters are the crab grass in the lawn of life.
Nothing echoes like an empty mailbox.
Christmas is doing a little something extra for someone.
All of earth's creatures have, hidden within their beings, a wild uncontrollable urge to punt!
I can hear my heart beating. I can hear my stomach growling. I can hear my teeth grinding and my joints creaking. My body's so noisy, I can't sleep.
The only thing I ever wanted to be was a cartoonist. That's my Life. DRAWING.