How are you spending your Purim?
Read MoreI believe there may be a building, I believe there is care, I fear horrible advantage.
Read MoreThey’ve brought the inflatable rat to our doorstep. Its presence, formidable; its drain on our electric bill, deeply felt.
Read MoreSun’s about to come up where I am.
Read MoreAnd for that I am pure. I have never even heard of a thing called ‘soot.’
Read MoreThere’s a fridge in the kitchen and suddenly I need to kiss it.
I know the handle is broken and kept on by masking tape
I hope to take that handle in mine.
I call front.
If we’re ever in a human centipede.
I call shotgun.
but to be honest, he’s nothing after you meet George.
Read MoreThere’s potential for danger there.
Read MoreI believe you. Wait, no. I believe in you.
Read MoreCool. Not cool but—cool.
Read MoreAre you sure it’s not the feeling ‘joy’?
Read MoreNot much happens in this one.
Read MoreCan we not talk about the hole?
Read MoreI started calling my boss Leave-my-Wife-With-Cancer-for-a-Younger-Woman Dave, but it didn’t really stick.
Read MoreAnd if you play long enough, your brain will look like a well-roasted cauliflower.
Read MoreNono don’t read the description, it’s much better without the description.
Read MorePeel the fruit, throw out the peels, eat the fruit, reconsider, eat the peels also.
Read MoreI love the way he says isolate.
Read MoreWell it’s always going to be a little unappealing.
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