Reality had no gears, and you never knew what surprises would come spinning out of its chaos.
Perhaps the logical conclusion of everyone looking the same is everyone thinking the same.
I spilled more times than a glass of milk on a roller coaster.
You young things are too easily persuaded by the touch of lips.
Listen, you bubblehead-up-until-five-minutes-ago.
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