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A 5-year old British boy told me about Guy Fawkes Day and his bonfire this morning, and recited the associated poem from memory ( Read more... )

I had this conversation today ( Read more... )

Is your ass made out of crime? Because I'd like to take a bite out it.

When You Are Old, Robot ( Read more... )

The beer can catches the dry edges of my dehydrated lip ( Read more... )

I had a dream that Jason Schwartzman was staying at my friend's house. We met briefly, and then he had to go somewhere for a dinner. A small party erupted and I had the urge to be funny and the life of the party. I stood up to make some one-liner to my friend's wife and another female friend. When I sat back down, I realized my penis was poking ( Read more... )

Last night was a night I should get down in pixels. After a difficult week of preparing a classroom and a Friday parent orientation, I went out with some teachers from my new school. I had a few beers and met some friends at another bar down the road having a special for teachers - $14 for unlimited drinks - even good imported beer. A fantastic ( Read more... )

I've had enough! I'm putting my foot down!

Then I'm leaving you.

Wait, you didn't let me finish. I'm putting my foot down, then I'm going to put my other foot down. Then I'm going to alternate lifting each foot up and down, and I'm going to walk like that to the car and I'm going to drive to the airport and pick up your mother.

A conversation between the brain and the stomach at two o'clock in the morning ( Read more... )