It's Thursday and it really feels like a Thursday. Sometimes things just work out.
The worst time to have a heart attack is during a game of charades.
Whenever I see an autobiography for sale in the book store i just flip to the about the author section. I'm like, "Done, next!"
It's weird the way "finger puppet" sounds okay as a noun... ladies.
I remember when I used to be really into nostalgia.
I think the best thing about being dumb is that it makes magic a lot better. Where the hell did that rat come from? I dunno, but I'm calling the cops because he just cut that lady in half.