Thoughts of the Day

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“I’m a curbside prophet, got my hand in my pocket, waiting for my rocket to come.”

I love you Jason Mraz, even if you’re so very red light district.

If you get a bad mail order bride, does she have to go through baggage claim?

I saw an incredibly beat up limo the other day. Cracked windows, mud sheen, chipped paint. Super odd.
…I keep thinking Tupac got shot in it.

I’ve been urinating a very pale yellow lately. I guess I’m fervently dedicated to promoting healthy kidneys. I use a public restroom and I don’t flush, so people can stop by, view, and learn from the master.

It’s a postmodern art piece.