While I was busy reminiscing about my first day on earth, I had forgotten that I was falling to my death. Damned ADD.

She shook her head then took off again, and I found myself struggling to keep up with her in my bunny slippers. With a sigh, I realized I was getting way too much exercise. I'd just have to counteract it later with cake.

Your existence gives me a headache. Go stand over there.

I chose the road less traveled. Now I'm lost.

...and then she glared at me, the same glare my stepmother used to give me when I gave her the Nazi salute. That woman was so touchy about her resemblance to Hitler.

I pointed in the general vicinity of my left ovary, "This is Beam Me Up." Then to my right. "And this is Scotty." Garret chuckled and buried his face in his hands. He asked.

I meant to behave. There were just too many other options.--T-SHIRT