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I park my car in the parking spot right next to the parking spot my bed is in, just in case I have to pee quickly (at above 65 miles per hour).
Love is a winding mountainous road. Do you have an extra unicycle and handlebar mustache I can borrow?
There are days when I don’t know how I live with myself. Those days are Sundays through Saturdays.
Awards represent achievement, and to an extent they show more about who you are as a person than the personal items you picked out and purchased, because they show desire, ambition, goals, and accomplishment.
I don’t like the term “Average Joe.” I prefer “Dolly,” because not only is the Everyman a sheep, but he’s also a clone. They all think alike and act alike.
The time to act is now! Somebody go get the Director.
Take my advice and don’t take my advice.
I’m older today than yesterday, and therefore I must be more mature.
I like to fantasize about how far I’ll have come in a year. A year from now, I’ll be 12 months further than where I am today. And the most impressive part is I don’t really have to work hard for it. I just have to keep waking up.
Wrinkles don’t signify old age, they signify a lack of ironing skills or a dearth of hangers to hang clothes on.
I left Mermaid’s Bar and Grill about 2:00 am, and fishtailed out of the parking lot.
Gin is a confusing drink. It’s the only liquid that’s both wet and dry.
Even though I buried our love in a coffin, it isn’t dead. No, our love is very much alive. Or at least it was yesterday, when I went to visit the cemetery.
The Rockies are the backbone of this country. And I’m no doctor, but I think we have scoliosis.
Freedom tastes like strawberries, vanilla, and blueberries. And it smells like my armpits. Huff it up, America.
My friend Angela, she’s no angel. But my friend Demonica, she’s aptly named.
I’m angry as hell. I’m angry for all the people who should be angry but aren’t, either because they’re too stupid or too timid.
I have a responsibility as a human being to care for animals—including politicians.
The wind held the door open for me, and I appreciated it. Who knew the breeze was such a southern gentleman?
