Eyes Like Wildflowers

-I’ve been killing zombies since I was 10. It’s the only crisis I’ve ever felt prepared for.

-I play this game with myself when people are talking to me, I pay attention intently, nod my head when a response is requested, sometimes I’ll even voice my opinions on the matter being discussed and then I remember shit. People think it’s funny. I’m going to call this game “listening”. We’ll see if it catches on.

-The worst thing a girl can do to a guy is give him time to think things over.

-The truth will set you free – unless you’re guilty, then it will get you 5-10.

-I lost 20lbs on the “I drank more whiskey than what was previously thought to be humanly possible in one night” diet.

-It’s the details that qualify a statement:
“I found a publisher for my first book… It will be the first coloring book to focus on the great depression. It will only require black, grey, brown, and dark blue to color.”
“I never spend a night alone… Because I live with seven dwarfs and many, many cats.”
“I’m not an axe murderer… I’m a knife murderer. Have you ever tried sneaking an axe into a movie theater? Very difficult.”
“I can count… Up until about twenty, then it starts getting tricky.”
“I’ll never forget the first time we met… And how much I wanted to strangle you so you would shut up.”
“I hate paying bills… That’s why I’m going to live in my parent’s basement until they kick me out.”

-You have the freedom to succeed and the freedom to starve.

-If you watch Godzilla backwards it’s the story of a giant lizard that rebuilds a city and then moonwalks into the ocean.

-Ideas are like fireflies. When in the open night air they are almost magic, but when under scrutiny in the confines of a jar they lose their magic as logistics and reason begin to take over.

-At the rate we’re going, by 2035, girl’s outfits will continue to cover less and less of their body until they are walking around in bikini sized outfits. Meanwhile, men will still be criticizing other men who wear speedos as swimsuits.

-I wonder if there was someone that Elvis based his stage appearance on. Surely he wasn’t the first man with black hair, sunglasses and sideburns. Imagine how flattering it would be to have a yearly convention of people trying their damndest to look just like you.

-I hate surprises, unless its lingerie. Those surprises are welcomed!

-A perfectionist is someone who has a practice funeral before they actually keel over.

-I need a phone with a built in breathalyzer so that when I call or text anyone after 9pm it shows them my blood alcohol content level.

-When going on a blind date through mutual friends you tend to worry about what your date will think of you, but when you go on a date set up through the internet you tend worry if your date is actually an axe murderer or not.

-I have reason to believe that she is make-believe.

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!

A Thinking Man’s Thoughts

-Which skill set do you think would be more beneficial in hand-to-hand combat: knitting or lots of hours playing Gameboy?

-I have yet to write a book review for any class that didn’t include the line: “My favorite part of this book was the cover art.”

-There’s no better way to show your girl how much you care, then to give her a loving mammogram for Valentines.

-Restrooms are used for a lot of things, but rest isn’t usually one of them.

-Fencing is pretty much just silly dancing that gives two rich folks the chance to poke each other with a stick.

-If you wore leopard print pants, a zebra print top, a beaver fur coat, and a hat lined with rabbit fur, you’d be matching and looking fabulous in my book. PETA would fucking hate you though and probably bomb your house while you’re out on the town in your jungle-themed getup.

-The only way I’d join the police force is if they had discounts on the stuff they keep stored in the evidence room.

-If I ever become president of the world, I’m making every Monday, Margarita Monday.

-There needs to be a website like Rate My Professor that keeps track of which hospitals have the best looking nurses because when no American has health insurance anymore, I’d like to know that I’m getting the most for my money.

-Sometimes truth can set you free – other times it will send you straight to jail. Do not pass go, do not collect $200.

-You’re riding on a bus and there are only two seats left; one next to you and one next to a man who is partially on fire. You know you’re ugly when a woman wearing lots of hairspray boards the bus and takes her chances with the human torch guy.

-If you can’t say anything nice, please speak louder so we can all bask in your ignorance and stupidity!

-I really, really hope the Spice Girls make a huge comeback in 2010. Now that I’m with my lover and her friends, I just have to know what I need to do next!

-As soon as we can solve the disappearing sock problem we’ll be able to unravel the mysteries of the universe.

When The Cows Come Home To Roost

-I suffered four days of water torture, had most of my toenails removed, and was nearly electrocuted to death as the investigators just kept asking me the same question over and over again: Where’s Waldo?

-The one day of the year I go green is tomorrow: Saint Patrick’s Day. My clothes will be green, my beer will be green, and consequently, my pee will be green.

-I’d like to have a coat made out of the bath mat material; warm, soft, and mildew resistant.

-The year that doors were invented I bet masturbation went up at least 200%.

-If you’re blind you kind of have to be organized. If you don’t put stuff back where it belongs your bowl of cereal could become a bowl of Cascade dish soap drizzled over a handful of bolts. Not to mention that you’ll be eating them out of your cats food bowl instead of your favorite Batman plastic bowl.

-”More fun than a barrel of monkeys.” I’m not sure if this expression refers to the plastic toy or a literal barrel of live monkeys. Honestly, neither sound like very much fun to me.

-It takes a whole lot of bad behavior to get kicked out of IHOP.

-In 207 BC, Chrysippus, a Greek philosopher, is believed to have died of laughter after watching his drunk donkey attempt to eat figs. Story of my life.

-Which do you think came first; the giant q-tip people fight with on American Gladiators or the q-tip we use to clean our ears?

-It should be a rule that anytime you tell your significant other that you are going to take a shower that it be taken as an open invitation to join.

-During the reign of Elizabeth I, there was a tax put on men’s beards. I’m not sure if the tax was measured by number of hairs, length of hair, or overall weight of the beard, but I’m sure Gillette would love a tax like that today.

-I don’t smoke, but I still complain with my friends about the rising price of tobacco products.

-Floral patterns have no place in my life.

-The problem with truth is its lack of elaborate embellishment.

-I’ll make all of your dreams come true for the small monthly fee of $29.95!