I live at the end of a dead end one way street. I don't know how I got there.
Four years ago... no, it was yesterday.
You know what scares me? When you have to be nice to some paranoid schizophrenic, just because she lives in your head.
Yesterday I told a chicken to cross the road. It said, "What for?"
When I get real bored, I like to drive downtown and get a great parking spot, then sit in my car and count how many people ask if I'm leaving.
I was going to tape some records onto a cassette, but I got the wires backwards. I erased the all of the records. When I returned them to my friend, he said, "Hey, these records are all blank."