I want to write a story about an asexual unicycle who refuses to let a unicorn ride it.

“Never chew off the hand you write with, you might survive and have to sign auto…”

“My bed is better than all the rest. That’s why I just stand there staring at it…”

“I’d use my shadow as a blanket, but it’s too cold. It’s a shame, because it’d f…”

“If a man’s a constant hand-shaker, he must be a politician or a crook—or both, …”