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With casualties in the hundreds of thousands, just be glad you're dating someone that’s alive.

Listen to your yelp as you touch my hot leather seats. Feel the burn, baby. I can feel the panic rising in your breath.

Anyways, the uncapped Sharpie is getting me high, so I need to make this quick.

By the time the bus came, I'd assigned everyone in line a "Lost" archetype; I was Kate because I was sexy and had a backpack.

I spend most of my time trying to escape the room so I don’t have to listen, but the door is always closed.

There are no dry cleaners open all night in my area, and so I have hundreds of bloody, or just plain smelly, shirts I don't know what to do with.

When your body dies, want your mind to stay alive? Sure, you do! With HAUNTED LIVING, LLC implant your ghost in any solid object.

10:17 AM: I send Melissa a First Communion flashback, the time a piece of the wafer got caught in her throat and she had a panic attack in the pew.

What did you say, maggot? You’ve got “a fever”? Dude, go get that checked out right now. Brother Cody, open the window.

The first of your progeny is not your finest. They’re laden with flaws: entitlement, jealousy, anxiety, and approval-seeking tendencies.

I wouldn’t be the Prince of Darkness if I didn’t defend myself against these recent transgressions and bring the truth to light, so to speak.

Some people say that sharks take nibbles to satisfy their curiosity. Rest assured, we're coming to bite you because we want to bite you.