Archive for September, 2009


September 27, 2009

why is 6 afraid of 7? because 7 is a jerk and is really mean.


September 24, 2009

Most of my time is consumed by regret that I didn’t get that neck tattoo.


September 22, 2009

And that begs the age-old question. Which came first, the toilet-seat-cover or the toilet?


September 18, 2009

I don’t need material things. Heck, I don’t even know how to sew!


September 14, 2009

sometimes it’s hard for me to remember when you’re supposed to write “a” and when you’re supposed to write “an” so I just always write “an” just in case. just as an precaution.


September 11, 2009

This statement means a very different thing when taken in the present tense than it does when read as a recollection of the past: I moped around all day.


September 11, 2009

Never be scared of a cop. Talk to him not like he is a cop, but like he is a person. Unless, of course, he happens to be a proud fat man from Singapore, in which case you should talk to him like he is a proud fat man from Singapore.


September 10, 2009

my ass is like woe

Thing That Didn’t Happen to Me
September 10, 2009

- I would kill myself for you! -You mean you’d take a bullet for me. -No. -I don’t want you to kill yourself. -Okay. -But thanks. -Fuck you!

Observational observation
September 7, 2009

You often hear that a blast was deafening, or ironically that silence was, but the most realistic incarnation of the expression would be the one that blames the ear infection.