That's An Interesting Philosophical Question. When Your

I Feel Like I'm A Time Traveler From The Future Who Has Been Sent Back To Be Annoyed.

I Swear My Car Won't Run Unless I'm Picking My Nose: At Least, I'm That Superstitious About It, So I Don't Want To Take Any Chances.

I'm Like John Q. Public. I Represent What Every Guy Wants And Needs.

I Don't Have Anything Against My Mom, But My Family Has No Emotional Connection To Each Other.

I Saw A Commercial For The Maxi Pads For The Bigger Gals They're Making Now. That Was A Nice Visual While I Was Eating.