Jumping jacks are easier to do than crawling jacks.

I have never been in a bad mood and near a beach ball at the same time. Causation? Correlation? Or fate?

Sometimes I see a bird fly by and I feel jealous. But then other times I see a bird fly into a closed window and I feel laughing.

When I am holding a water balloon, so many things look so unnecessarily dry.

Some of them relate to farts but they are not fart jokes. They would just be a fart in the joke but it's about something else.

I don't know if I'll ever be a master at anything, but I think that's a mistake for me personally. I don't know how much it's about the journey, but it's more about the process.

When people show me pictures of their kids, it's okay. But when I give them a picture of me, to show to their kids, I'm weird. What kind of one way street is that?