Cat 1. Sleeps at the end of the bed. Cat 2, 3, 4 will sleep against my butt, not usually at the same time. Cat 5 sleeps on my second second pillow. Cat six sleeps against my chest and screams at me as he crawls back in to place after I roll over.

Fuck yeah, going to compile me some free Pokémon!

No fucks given.

I choose to keep both feet firmly planted in unreality.

I wondar wat he’s up to these daze.

Tried pigeon in Chicago’s Chinatown. It was the gamiest thing I have ever tasted. I normally like gamiey meat but this was too much.

Don’t tell me it’s well balanced when he’s eating his single mode fiber and not multimode.

I live in Kansas City. Somebody is going to do a drive by on that thing.

It is blind to the suffering of the poor.

My wife and I are about the same height so we don’t have to adjust our seats.

“Come closer Clarice”

Man I need to major in checks notes Malta!

Mathematicians and physicists are nothing but day dreamers. You might as well of majored in PHILOSOPHY!

Since everything is made from star stuff. Then that just means stars are made of stuff and we are made of stuff. It’s all stuff.

If you do not wish to involve the police, then you have to look at your illegal options.

For an eight year old that doesn’t seem that unreasonable. Now as an adult…

I so do not keep the separate bidet option. So you crap walking over to that?

I don’t know.

Both pop tarts and ravioli are dumplings.