Metaphorically I am made of chairs. It's a metaphor though. That means I am not actually made of the chairs.

I recently enrolled at an elementary school and they accepted me. I am finally going to get revenge on those kids that beat me up as a boy, assuming they are still attending.

To protest, I stood in the place of a waste receptacle and opened my mouth. That's how I lost my virginity *laughs*

I'm not afraid of computers taking over the world. They're just sitting there. I can hit them with a two by four.

Being in a band turns you into a child and keeps you there.

Chicken Little change my life when I was younger. I had no idea chickens could talk *laughs*.

I guess I am narcisstic, but only in the sense that I am brilliant and tortured as well