Just Say When

-The future is as certain as the possibility that I’m not wearing pants.

-I try to always keep a folding chair in the room with me. You just never know when a pro wrestler might stop by.

-Take a real deep breath, look into the mirror and ask yourself “Why the fuck am I talking to myself?”

-I bought a telescope to study the stars but I quickly realized there are much more interesting things just through the window of my neighbor’s house.

-The worst advice is always punctual. The best advice is always 30 minutes late.

-It’s always flattering when someone admits to dreaming about you. It’s nice to know you’ve made enough of an impression that someone’s mind can’t resist but to think of you.

-If you can’t see the forest for the trees then maybe you live in a desert, or perhaps a low-lying grassland region.

-Too often, pretty underwear is covered by ugly jeans. Such a travesty.

-Anytime I receive a package that says “Open Other End” I take it as a personal challenge to successfully open the wrong end. Same thing goes for signs that say “Stay Off Of Grass”. For some reason my feet start to tingle and walking across a green lawn seems to be the only cure.

-After much research it has been determined that the strongest force in the universe is gossip.

-Great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events. Small minds discuss people.

-People who share their religious views with you almost never want to hear your religious views in return.

-Never trust a man wearing two watches.

-Stumbling all over myself and mumbling incoherently; either someone slipped something into my drink or I’m in love. It’s hard to tell sometimes.

-I’ll jump, jump, but I won’t put my hands up in the air, because I actually do kind of care.

-“Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting ‘Holy shit…what a ride!’” -Hunter S. Thompson

-If you suddenly went deaf and blind at the same time, how could anyone convince you that you are still alive? A hand to their chest to feel their heartbeat?

It’s Called Mainstream Because Of Its Shallowness

-I got a lifetime subscription to “MotorBoating” magazine. I was disappointed when I found out it was actually a boating magazine.

-Don’t judge books by their covers. I read the first and last pages and then make up the rest. Reading is for suckers anyway, right?

-An easy way to avoid arguments with the missus about not lifting the toilet seat is to simply use the sink.

-If you can’t stand the heat then I wouldn’t recommend picking the flamethrower or the napalm grenades from the armory.

-Selfishness is turning a “ribbed for her pleasure” condom inside out so you can enjoy it.

-You are more likely to be killed by a champagne cork than by a poisonous spider. That’s exactly why I avoid social celebrations as often as possible.

-Is it weird that I still make airplanes noises when I’m eating from a spoon?

-Nothing describes someone’s ugliness better than using the expression “freaky deaky”.

-It’s not a man’s commitment issues or his intimacy issues that make him unsuitable for long term relationships; it’s our hormones making us what to sleep with everything issues.

-I like being around people who are listening to music so loud through their headphones that I can actually sing along to the music. I’m sure it freaks them out when a total stranger is singing along perfectly to Billie Jean. I’ll even top if off with a hand-tap-heel-spin-around-crotch-grab-scream move before I moonwalk my way into the next room.

-If there were hot, naked, green women on Mars, we would have been there decades ago.

-I give free mammograms on the weekends. It’s just a hobby right now, but I’ll go pro someday.

There’s A Voice In My Head That Tells Me What To Do

-I remember when you had to memorize your friend’s phone number. Those were simpler times. Good times.

-You’re the cream cheese to my bagel.

-Only 7.6 billion more years until the earth will be consumed by the sun. I’m so fucking impatient.

-If I was a magician my catch line after trick would be “Fucking tah-da, motherfuckers!”

-The first trick I would master would be to guess the color of your underwear without you taking off any clothes.

-I have no time for patience.

-I’m surprised there aren’t more songs about blowjobs.

-One of the reasons why NASA hesitates to send a crew to Mars is because of the very high likelihood that one of the astronauts will go insane with “cabin fever” during the three month travel to the red planet. I say you televise it to cover the cost of rocket fuel. Here’s the tagline “Three astronauts enter; only one will leave… Unless of course someone pulls the door latch and they all get sucked out into space.”

-She really has a way with words; especially the words she whispers into my ear.

-“Think outside the box” is great advice unless you are actually trapped inside of a box.

-Before dogs existed on this planet what was doggy-style called? Dino-style? Ameba-style? Single-celled organism-style?

-I’m crazy in love, but I’m still kind of crazy when I’m out of love too.

-I hope you finally get what’s coming to you; and I’m not talking about a serving of delicious apple pie.

Friday The Thirteenth Plus One

-It takes me a while to get through tough decisions. Usually, I don’t even decide to put pants on until about 9:30pm.

-Whoever agrees with the saying that “It’s better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all” has obviously never met any of my ex’s.

-The only thing that separates us from animals is a combination of ditches and wire fencing. At least that’s the case at all of the zoos I’ve ever been to.

-Rearview mirrors were totally invented so you could check your makeup while driving a car. Pretty genius of those automakers, huh?

-If you had to choose one, would you rather always have to sit in traffic when you drive or be in a minor collision every time you go somewhere?

-When I die, I want to be buried in a ball pit at a random Chuck E Cheese. If that last request can’t be met, then I’d like to be cremated in the median of a busy highway during 5 o’clock traffic on a Friday. If this last request also cannot be met, I want to be cremated in private and have my ashes mixed with a bag of confetti and spread across town during a local parade.

-“Talk dirty to me.”

“Crumbs, dust, cobwebs, mud, mold, and asbestos.”

“You’re such an asshole.”

-The truth will set you free, or send you away to prison for a long, long time. Just depends, ya know.

-Fear Factor just needs to bite the bullet and make their contestants eat raw human flesh.

- I couldn’t worship the devil even if I wanted to. There aren’t any virgin females available to sacrifice for miles and miles.

-If actual minesweeping was as fun as Minesweeper is on the computer, I would have signed up for the military a long time ago!

If It Weren’t For You I’d Be Nothing

-I’m searching for jobs online but all I see are openings for Wildlife Scrubbers thanks to BP for the lovely new coat of oil across the Gulf Of Mexico.

-I’ve had the same haircut for as long as I can remember. Lately, every time I see my stylist I get closer and closer to asking for a new doo but I never can quite do it. I’m starting to think it’s going to take a serious head injury or an entire pack of chewed gum to get me to trim my hair differently.

-The most effective way to win an argument is to be the loudest.

-The worst name for a baby girl ever: Andrew.

-If I can’t enjoy a margarita there or if I’m not allowed to wear flip-flops to it then it’s a place I don’t want to be nor will I likely ever go there.

-I see a different woman every night. The trick is to not shake the bushes too much and give away your hiding spot.

-The greatest mistake I ever made was to reflect back on all of the mistakes I’ve ever made to rate them in a hierarchy to discover which singular one I regret most. I regret all of them – that’s what makes them mistakes after all.

-Pop-Up Porn Magazine: This is probably the greatest idea ever thought up and no one is capitalizing on it yet. Sometimes, the world lets me down.

-Before my train of thought can reach its final destination it has to pass through the rolling hills of Bullshit County, then go across the narrow rackety bridges of Tangent Town, and somehow manage to stay on the rails entirely during its trek through the red light district of Man’s Brain Gorge. Be thankful that I can actually even say “Hey, how’s it going?” without devolving into a 30 minute speech about why cleavage should be an appropriate topic for a college term paper.

-I don’t want to set the world on fire; I just want to start a flame in your heart.

Hackneyed

-There are plenty of fish in the sea. Unfortunately, I don’t date fish.

-If  we could regenerate lost limbs, cutting off your own leg with a table knife wouldn’t be a bad way to get out of going to work for a couple days.

-”So, Mrs. Peacock, you weren’t the least bit suspicious when Mr. White asked you to bring a wrench and a candlestick with you to the kitchen?”

-Simon says, shut the fuck up!

-Monday through Thursday you can consider me clinically deceased. I live for the weekends, explicitly, for the weekends.

-The only justice I’ve seen in the world in the past several years was when Britney Spears lost custody of her kids. Oh, and that one woman who was sentenced eight years in prison for cutting off her boyfriend’s dick with a kitchen knife.

-I want my first child to be born in one of those giant ball pits on Chuck-E-Cheese. That’s how I’d want to come into this world.

-Carpet burns never tell the whole story.

-The person you love more than anything on this planet is nearly 70% water.

-When you tell someone they have something on their face, they will always wipe the wrong side first. I just play along and tell them they got it. 

-When you receive a compliment, be ready for the request of a favor in the sentences to follow. “Man, that hat looks great on you!… Can I borrow a kidney next weekend?”

-Due to the increase of school shootings, if you browse the internet a little you can find backpacks that come with bulletproof Kevlar lining. Kind of sad, huh?

-The more popular you are, the less privacy you have. Now thanks to Facebook, you can be a broke, jobless, jerk-off, and abandon your privacy all together without even having to be in a single teenage vampire movie!

-Why is it okay to say “I’m so hungry I could eat a horse.” but people give you weird looks when you say “I’m so hungry I could eat my neighbors and probably even their annoying little dog.”

-Opinions matter because facts don’t change.

-If a girl makes you wear a condom, you probably didn’t need one. If a girl doesn’t make you wear a condom, you probably should have worn three.

20 Things To Do While Not Wearing Pants

-Find your way into as many stores and locations that have signs that warn “No shirt, no shoes, no service”.

-Convince others that being pantless is the only way to live.

-Admire your legs.

-Crank up your stereo and dance around your house, Risky Business style.

-Pretend you are professional wrestler. Grunt, flex, and pose in front of a mirror.

-Admire your excellent underwear choice for the day.

-Inform your coworkers that you take Casual Fridays to the nth degree.

-Practice doing the splits without worry of splitting your pants.

-Get a telecommuting job and remove pants from your everyday work attire entirely.

-Iron your pants.

-Be a host on a nightly news program. No one watching is going to see behind the news desk anyway.

-Convince your dumb friends that you are actually wearing invisible pants.

-Write a book about freedom, self expression, and the abolition of pockets.

-Learn to loathe Sponge Bob Square Pants more than you did before you were wearing pants.

-Make a montage to great 80′s music.

-Anytime someone asks you “Why aren’t you wearing pants?” reply with “Why are you wearing pants?”

-Find ways to spruce up your underwear like wearing a belt, ironing them for a crease, or adding more lace to the edges.

-Walk into a clothing store and insist to any employee that they have no idea why you are there, no idea, whatsoever.

-Indulge in the fact that you will save so much time in your daily routine by eliminating pants from your wardrobe.

-Lastly, make a list of things you can do that don’t require pants.

It Only Took A Day

 -The expression “Stick it where the sun doesn’t shine.” has no validity on a nudist beach.

-The more I look around at the world today, the more I’m convinced that the Tree of Wisdom was axed down to make room for a Starbucks.

-When you have one of those days where it feels like the weight of the entire world is on your shoulders, just remember it’s only 130,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000lbs. That’s not too bad if you really think about it.

-I want to die behind the wheel of a car… No, I want to go quietly in my sleep… Nah, I want to go quietly in my sleep while behind the wheel of a car. Hopefully my passengers want to go out screaming and panicking while violently shaking a sleeping man.

-This has to be the best album title ever: C-Murder’s “The Truest Shit I Ever Said”.

-When I blow my nose I have to cup the tissue real close to my face otherwise my brain might shoot out.

-Statistically, the most common expression used in games of Hangman is “hangman” (how creative we are!). When playing, I usually start off with sexually transmitted diseases and then move on to names of terminal illnesses. I think we’d all rather be hung than have “genital warts” or “cancer of the ball sack”. Losing doesn’t seem so bad then.

-You can take the girl out of the trailer park, but you can’t take the trailer park out of the girl. Well, if the girl is 2,000lbs, then you can’t take her out of the trailer park either.

-Nobody knows the troubles you’ve seen. That’s why you should remind them at every single opportunity possible.

-Isn’t an occult pretty much the same thing as a cult? I’m having a hard time figuring out what to put on the cover of my membership brochures.

-Apparently this man-rule hasn’t been passed down through the generations as it should be, so I’m going to state it plain and simple for you to hear and understand: Never buy your girlfriend/wife a fake dick that is bigger than your dick.

-There are things in life I fear I’ll never learn to do. Like how to look seductive while reading a newspaper.

-I have so much stuff that I’m supposed to take to the grave with me that I just might have to be cremated to fit it all in my coffin.

-I remember the afternoons we used to spend together before you got too cool. I miss them.

Pass Through The In-Between

-I had a dream that I was crowd-surfing at a huge rock concert… naked.

-Would you rather be cut in half slowly by a sharp object or quickly by a blunt object? I know, you’d rather not be in cut in half, but suppose you had to pick one.

-You only have to do one cock push-up.

-Firecrackers are by far the most entertaining way to lose one of your digits.

-Time travel is only possible after having several mixed drinks. You will be able to skip several hours of the night, but then you will spend nearly a week trying to figure out what happened while you were caught in the space/time continuum.

-Without the weapons, armies would just be terrible fashion trends literally sweeping across a nation.

-Introducing food into a romantic evening can be interesting, but a honey basted turkey and an entire pan of cornbread is taking things a little too far. Unless it’s Thanksgiving, then I suggest you at least wait until the family leaves the dinner table.

-I bet the nation suicide rate would drop dramatically if you had to include a works cited page with your suicide note.

-The day I perfect my longhand will likely be the day I die.

-Don’t blame the elephants when they go on a rampage during a circus. After all of those years being forced to sit on that little round stool and eat stale peanuts I’d want to step on some necks too. Same goes for the motorcycle riding bears and the tigers that jump through rings of fire.

-You can’t run from your problems, especially when your problem is a treadmill.

-I have a great cheesy superhero name just itching to become a monthly comic: Max Douche. He has the ability to one-up anything you say and is always dating obnoxious bitches. Under his cape he has a holster to hold his cheap cologne, a pack of condoms, a bottle opener and a pack of ping pong balls for beer pong.

-If I owned a magic flying school bus, the last thing I would do would go on adventures with the intent to learn.

-I’ve given out all of my advice, so now that I need help there’s nothing to turn to.

-Life is game; a shitty one. It is full of liars and cheaters who will steal your paper money and skip two spaces as soon as you aren’t looking. I’m watching you Top Hat!

Everyone Makes Mistakes, But Me

-When choosing legal council, I always go with the lawyer with the most terrible commercial. If he/she is so eager for work that they are willing to make a complete ass of themselves on public television, then I know they will be able to focus solely on my case.

-All of the good women are taken, but that little hiccup hasn’t stopped me yet.

-What goes around comes around; like Ferris Wheels, merry-go-rounds, umbrellas, balls, and some hats.

-You know your child’s future is rather bleak when the guidance counselor suggests your child look into forklift operating as a potential college major.

-If you believe in Jesus, it isn’t asking much of you to consider the possibility of a zombie outbreak in the future.

-No one can do the robot better than an actual robot. That’s how the machines will take over one day, first it’s our dance moves, then it’s our souls.

-Someone once told me “Remember these words, for they will save your life one day.” Pretty amazing stuff. Words, these, will, for, they, day, remember, life, save, your, one. Wonder how that’s going to save me… Is it a password or something? Will I be forced into a game of real-life Hangman and those are the answers to the puzzle? Only time will tell.

-There are many more things in our broom closet that just brooms. In fact, I don’t think there is even a broom in there at all…

-Corporate sponsors never forget.

-Remember to always burn all incriminating evidence.

-Pimps should start using an Employee of The Month program to boost moral a bit.

-I save all of my Christmas candy canes to give out to trick-or-treaters the following year.

-A naked game of Twister sounds like fun until left-hand green, left-leg yellow, and right-leg red. Then things just take a turn for the worse.

-To whoever does the marketing for Icy Hot, I implore you to create an ad campaign around Blue Oyster Cult’s “I’m Burnin’ For You”.

-If you’re going to get addicted to drugs, I at least hope it’s Children’s Tylenol in the bubblegum flavor. That shit is delicious!