Had I the talent to be a cat burglar, I rob ably would.
In Germany, you cannot paddle a canoe while on dry land. It’s strictly verboten.
I built one boat. Then another. Then another. I’m a serial keeler.
I want to be a pastry chef, because I feel that tart imitates life.
Unfilled potholes always re-tar my progress.
In the 1980s, incredible basketball talent was found in a man, Jordan.
After watching hyperactive kids all day, I crave a dulled conversation.
Birds singing drives me insane. Please – don’t leave me to my own dove voices.
In my dreams, nobody shaves. I have a lot of imagine hairy friends.
In today’s totalitarian society, dirty people are guilty of thought grime.