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Joining a Facebook group about creative productivity is like buying a chair about jogging.
Oh, look. Another $30 million fighter jet, buzzing my house at 7:30am.

I hope it's a Transformer that turns into libraries and health care.
Theory: As long as strangers hold the power to affect your mood, you are deeply and fundamentally fucked.
When your only tool is a hammer, every problem looks like a reason to buy a way nicer hammer.
Author Dan Brown strode through the brass lobby of a bar and ordered a beer, his eyes white as something white. The bartender had eyes too.
You eventually learn that true priorities are like arms; if you think you have more than a couple, you're either lying or crazy.
Multitasking is like driving or cunnilingus; most people assume they're great at it until they start asking around.
Liberal outrage seems to really heat up about 36 hours after it might have been useful.
Hate that part of a cold where you cough and it tastes like Glenn Beck's soul.
I don't mind getting the stink-eye when I say, "Happy Whatever Holiday You're Weirdly Touchy About," because THAT is the spirit of Whatever.
That was cynical. I apologize, SEOs.

































apologies, apology, sorry, best apology, cheap apology, horny apology
Unfollowing me over *whitespace*?













































You mean that whitespace I left on your Mom?
At any given time, someone thinks you're wrong, useless, and unlovable.

Once you accept this, food tastes better and you sleep like a baby.
A bad analogy is like a dildo made of peanuts; it's confusing, offensive, and very dangerous for people with allergies.
Someone dumped a filthy, stained futon on the sidewalk. Then, someone tagged it. Then, a dog shat on it.

So, yes: comments were enabled.
The web's a lot like nipple clamps.

It hurts a lot when people do it wrong, plus it's hard to explain why you like it in the first place.
You say, "I'm great at multitasking."

I hear, "Delusion's made my carelessness scalable."
Winter's craze for over-the-knee boots has made it harder than ever to know which ladies are hookers and which ones are pirates.
On the day Curious George finally puts it all together, The Man with the Yellow Hat's gonna wake up to a face full of angry fucking monkey.
If you wear a beret and are at all interested in having intercourse, I'd focus pretty much all of your efforts on other people in berets.
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