My girlfriend bought me a down jacket, she said it fit my personality.

My whole family is lactose intolerant and when we take pictures we can't say cheese.

After all these years I had the privilege of naming my private part, cause we have nicknames. So I named my private part pride... it's not much but at least I have my pride.

I told my therapist I was having nightmares about nuclear explosions. He said don't worry it's not the end of the world.

I'm on performance enhancing drugs, so I may cause drowsiness.

I'm convinced my cockroaches have military training, I set off a roach bomb - they diffused it.

I model irregular clothing.