At some point, some insect has had sex with a leaf.

With identical twins, you always get a little snidey one.

Could the world fall?

A slug is always on its own. It's a lonely insect.

Happiness is like a cake: have too much of it and you get sick of it.

I'm just sayin', I don't like fun.

If you don't have a plan, you can end up doing some interesting things.