I don’t fold fitted sheets. I keep them on my bed until they wear through too much and then I throw them out.

I recall some dream fragments that are so disturbingly dumb that I’d love to forget them. I’ll go with the names.

With a billion dollars you can buy a better girlfriend.

I’m not very knowledgeable about bugs, but may be a damselfly.

I’m lazy, so here’s a list I made a few months ago.

You can fit like, seven dead clowns in there.

Imprisonment for simply saying something that in no sane world would be considered a crime.

I just kept the same hard drive (or cloned it to a new SSD) when I built my PCs. Pretty much just worked same as before.

Pogs, I think.

“It belongs in a billionaire’s private collection!”