I'm in disguise. I'm disguised as myself, and I'm a master of disguise, so that's why you couldn't tell I was in disguise. Not even my clone could tell. |
I'd rather have nobody to say anything to, than have nothing to say to anybody. |
Patience and wisdom walk hand in hand, like two one-armed lovers. |
A blanket really makes the bed. Good thing too, because I never make the bed. |
A brick could be used as a measurement of time. Yes, just think how stylish you'll look with a brick duct taped to your wrist! |
A brick is to a blanket, as the moon is to Sun Tzu. Fear my fearlessness! |
A blanket could be drenched in water, frozen, and then enjoyed like a giant cotton popsicle by prisoners of a gulag, who might consider this a tasty treat compared to what they normally eat. |
A blanket could be used as a duvet, in the fight against elitism. |
My favorite color on canvas is nudity. |
Too much nudity is a turn off. Especially if all that flesh is on one person.
This is the best book I've ever written, and it still sucks |