Nearly all of the men I admire are dead, because admiration is fueled by mystery. And what's more mysterious than death? Nothing. Well, besides women, of course.

“Noise soup. I just made it. Taste it with your ears.”

“Growing up, Renaldo and his father had a great relationship. At least until his…”

“A car is a couch with wheels. My windshield wipers don’t work, so I’ve decided …”

“A brick could be sawed in half and each half glued under the back of a shoe to …”