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  1. Yesterday at Target I saw a man gesture at a dish set and say to a little boy, “Case in point, man. Case in fucking point."
  2. @silentmouth Fun, true, but I forgot about pheromones. My house will be choked with the putrid haze of cat-sized ant stink.
  3. I’d be all, “Ant?” and Ant would be all, “What?” like he was there the whole time. No, Ant, I know you were just in the other room.
  4. Sometimes I think I'd like a pet ant the size of a cat, but its extreme speed might freak me out.
  5. @chriscope Relax. When I die, I plan to be encased in amber and shipped to you, along with some depleted uranium and a signed photo of Cher.
  6. @klarson OK, but I hope you like body odor, unprovoked outrage, casual knits and delusions of grandeur. Because that’s me in a nutshell.
  7. @chriscope You know what WOULD hold up on the Underground Railroad? Dill pickle potato chips in Tupperware. Seal in the crunch, etc.
  8. Why do people try to act so cool? Stupid. I'm the only truly cool person, and I think it shows. Just ripped a crotch hole in my only pants.
  9. Elf cheese is like people cheese but it’s made from tiny cows that live underwater. I saw it on Dateline NBC.
  10. Calmly drinking a beverage. Don’t try to outthink me.
  11. @chriscope I also took your Family Circus Word Finds and your Appalachian fancy clogs.
  12. My eyes hurt, and not just because I was staring at a can of black beans, trying to move it with my mind. Some other reason.
  13. @chriscope It’s a deep, quiet, electrifying rage. You’re the Orson Welles of indignant carpet scrubbing.
  14. @chriscope Thinking of you with beige carpet makes me anxious. I know there’s a scowling spray bottle of carpet cleaner lurking nearby.
  15. @chriscope If I had a foghorn I’d freelance, mostly using the horn to drown out questions like “What exactly do you DO for a living?”
  16. It’s coincidental that I own 2 lighthouse mugs. At best I find lighthouses tedious; at worst they fill me with profound, untethered rage.
  17. Nobody noticed my stupid new U.S. Light House Service mug. I've been drinking out of it for three days and not a word.
  18. Cheesecake for breakfast, chocolate cake for lunch. I feel like a million bucks.
  19. If the zombie shit goes down, I want to be remembered as someone who was uninterested in parfaits that involve spanish peanuts.
  20. Need sugar for tea. Dilemma: do I buy organic sugar for $1.69/lb or conventional sugar for .59/lb? Is this what killed Michael Jackson?