The Planet Isn't Going Anywhere. We Are.

I'd Go On Runs [on Cocaine ], Four And Five Days Without Sleep. Then I'd Crash And Sleep About 18 Hours A Day For Seven To Ten Days. Then It Would Take A Few More Weeks To Get Over A Vague Sort Of Depression. Then I'd Be Off On Another Run.

To Me, Fast Food Is When A Cheetah Eats An Antelope.

Why Don't Sheep Shrink When It Rains?

Give Now. Somewhere, Someone Feels Crappy. You Can Help.

There May Or May Not Be Atheists In Foxholes, But I'm Certain There Are None In The Ku Klux Klan.