The problem with most people, is that they are most people.

Planning trip around the globe, that is in my room.

Usually, I walk around and think about things. When I come across a thought that makes me laugh, I write it down.

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

The shortest distance between two idiots is a conga line.

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.

I was in my friends garage, and he had; a kite, a yo-yo, and a boomerang. I was like "Dude, you have abandonment issues"