My grandmother died of natural causes. Or as my family calls it murdered by the lord.
That MySpace is the story of the year. Everyone but my mother is on it.
I'm sure that people who have been tweeting funny things have ended up on writing staffs of a late night show.
I grew up very self-loathing. I was a phobic. I had anxiety. I had panic attacks.
When a guy says "I have no idea what you're talking about" it means "I'm thinking of exactly what you're saying I did while I lie to you."
The key to attempting to create art in some aspect is also knowing that it will turn some people off.