Achtung, people — it's that time of year again. Warm up your adults-only napkins.
Am I real? If so, then I'm probably not imaginary. But there is still the option of being a hallucination, and I'm all for that, as long as I can afford it on my salary. (I train analytic squirrels.)
Been there, haven't done that. (Napped through it.) Beezer goo, if you want to know. It was beezer goo.
Carrots come in all sizes but only one smell. Why?
Dirt does not make a good pet. (Won't stay in the cage.) Cheap though. (And never needs shampooing.) May be misinterpreted when given as a wedding gift.
Doorknobs at the zoo have all received warnings about a doofus on the loose. (Doorknobs were not made for love, or actually any long-term relationships. Their heads are far too easily turned, is what I hear.)
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Me? I can't remember. Come back next week and we'll see.
