When I was ten, my pa told me never to talk to strangers. We haven't spoken since.

In Vegas, I got into a long argument with the man at the roulette wheel over what I considered to be an odd number.

If I melt dry ice, can I swim without getting wet?

The speed of time is one second per second.

Because I don't believe everything I read.

I liked school, but I used to dread those moments when the teacher would call me up to give an oral report. I forced myself to deal with it and not dwell on the class in front of me - to keep a straight face, give the report and concentrate on getting it right. That's normally how I perform. That's how I am.

Why are they called buildings when they’re already finished? Shouldn’t they be called builts?