If letters had eyebrows, these would be arched.
If we're all going to hell in a handbasket, we might as well make it a party on the way down
Watch out for the average--they're usually hiding something big.
So let's start at the very begining (a very good place to start...)
I don’t know how you look at the inside of your head — what metaphor you choose — but for those of us with endless yawning stretches of interior and nothing but nothing to stop us from getting lost in it, drugs can be wonderfully helpful.
There are people who have too much space between their ears, and given the time, do nothing but free fall forever inside their head. It's a spooky thing to be left alone inside an angry innerverse.