I’d Poe’s nude for the approval of a dead poet. No names come to mind, but I’m sure there must be one I’d get naked for.

“A brick and a blanket could be combined to create a blink. And a half a blink, …”

“I wanted to tell her “I love you” back, but I guess in waiting for the perfect …”

“I’m one washing machine away from throwing in the towel. But I’m not a quitter.…”

“I’ll make a name for myself, after I make a copy of myself. The key to a produc…”