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"How old are you?" "Three" "When do you turn four?" "On my birthday"
I don't fight with my text editor; it lifts me, like a God, magnificent
All my tweets up until now have been satire, so if any one of them offended you, you're dumb.
Coffee is not the answer. Coffee is the question, and the answer is, "don't ask me any more questions until I've had my coffee."
Words that burn the air at HQ: "windows", "subversion", "node"
I gave Google Maps permission to use my microphone and it started freestyling and now it won't stop, help
Nulls have existed for longer than computers. They were called Jokers. Which is really a better name for them if you think about it.
B: "What do you want to be when you grow up?" Me: "Whatever you decide now, you can't change it later." J: "A horse."
All these tweets of searches for tweets of vines of people jumping in ball pits are polluting the search results for vines of ball pits.
Twerking hard or hardly twerking
OH: "I know where you sleep." "Really?" "I could find out where you sleep."