I wonder if rooms in an insane asylum have Do Not Disturb signs for the doors. I should hope not, because knock or no knock, every occupant in those rooms is already disturbed.

“I ran across an old friend of mine yesterday, and I didn’t even attempt to hit …”

“Love is like Atlantis, OK? And I’m just a humble scuba diver searching for trea…”

“A blanket could be used to stimulate the topographical terrain of a mountainous…”

“I make conversation like I make love to myself—I let my hands do all the talkin…”