I eat fog for breakfast, and I shit out steamy love scenes from the 80s.
Who Moved My Choose?: An Amazing Way to Deal With Change by Deciding to Let Indecision Into Your LifeMy erection at noon causes an elongated shadow so black you’d think I was an albino.
Who Moved My Choose?: An Amazing Way to Deal With Change by Deciding to Let Indecision Into Your LifeI make love with the accuracy of Joe Montana, and from a distance of up to 100 yards.
Who Moved My Choose?: An Amazing Way to Deal With Change by Deciding to Let Indecision Into Your LifeI admire your mustache madam, but I wonder, what’s for dessert?
Who Moved My Choose?: An Amazing Way to Deal With Change by Deciding to Let Indecision Into Your LifeThere’s not a person alive who is ugly. Now dead people, they disgust me.
Who Moved My Choose?: An Amazing Way to Deal With Change by Deciding to Let Indecision Into Your LifeLove is an art. Mine could fill a museum the size of your heart.
Who Moved My Choose?: An Amazing Way to Deal With Change by Deciding to Let Indecision Into Your LifeI make art like I make love—slowly, so I get the most for my money.
Who Moved My Choose?: An Amazing Way to Deal With Change by Deciding to Let Indecision Into Your LifeI’m going on vacation, and I’m leaving my clone in charge. I’ll be gone, but I’ll be here.
Who Moved My Choose?: An Amazing Way to Deal With Change by Deciding to Let Indecision Into Your LifeWhen I jog it’s like a dancing dog. Well, it’s more of a foxtrot.
Who Moved My Choose?: An Amazing Way to Deal With Change by Deciding to Let Indecision Into Your Life