If you’re in the eye of a hurricane, you may be lulled into believing it’s a peaceful Cyclops.

“I’ve been giving my armpits mixed signals, may they come to know peace, prosper…”

“My grandpa died yesterday. I ought to know, because I shot him. So come, join m…”

“I think homeless people, like rainwater, are better off in street gutters, rath…”

“I haven’t spent my time trying to duplicate my success. But only because I have…”