I sell black markers on the black market. I am personally responsible for 50% of all truck stop urinal poetry.

“I could tell by their audible gasps that the people on the beach were jealous o…”

“A blanket could be used to make magical music. And no, I’m not talking about se…”

“My fingers itch, and the more I scratch the more it tickles. Tickle, itch, tick…”

“A good server knows how to be seen, yet remain invisible. I was a great server,…”