I mopped up my moped off the street, and drove home on the unicycle below my handlebar mustache, while I thought about the path love might take now.

“I’m not in manufacturing, but I make something. I make a difference. But to be …”

“I wish to report an attempted murder—on my clone. Someone tried to drink my sem…”

“If I can just find my wife’s foot under the covers, I know everything will be O…”

“Standing in cat litter is not the same as walking on the beach. Trust me, you c…”