All Killer Whales Are Named Kevin. You

Action Based On Hope Just Felt Better Than The Paralysis Of Certainty.

Lonliness Evaporated Off Of Them Like The Steam Off Dry Ice, And By Morning It Was Just A Cloud On The Ceiling Of The Room, Then Gone With The Light.

She's Evil. Evil, Evil, Evil. I Want To See Her Naked.

Love Is Not Something You Think About, It Is A State In Which You Dwell

The Medium Obscured The Message.