#421

3,000, goddamn.

#420

"Hey, Fritos are sharp."

      -Ethan

#419

CPR is necromancy.

#418

If one has a bump, it's the other one.

#417

The national sport of Russia is bad driving and dashboard cameras are the official sponsor.

#416

Nothing goes bad when you're dead.

#415

Don't advertise this as your poke range and then tell me to get in it.

#414

Noodles & Company is basically a guaranteed accidental curly.

#413

You're here because you do what you do.

#412

"Big enough you could kill someone with it" is totally a legitimate measurement of size.

#411

If you kiss someone while they fart, it's like you're playing the human trumpet.

#410

Yuck, cursive.

#409

I'm not a music person so I don't understand half of them, but music terminology has the coolest words.

#408

I wish this room had better carpet so I'd want to lay on it.

#407

Tahu is just angry because he's short.

#406

I am excessively pumped for Rival.

#405

Sometimes a chain, but also a saw.

#404

Pi was not found.

#403

It's probably just Baphomet.

#402

Blatant obvious.

#401

Isn't that just called "doing things normally?"

#400

I think it's no secret that I am pretty strongly introverted.  Even with people I am close to and spend a lot of time with, sometimes I will just need some time to myself to recharge.  That being said, I cannot stress how important these people are.  This blog may well be a look into the workings of my brain, but all machines need something else to make it go.  On my own, I can go for days without a single thought worthy of putting up on here, but when I'm around people, it's not uncommon to for me to come up with at least three good thoughts in a single evening.  Without them, this blog would probably not be the way it is now, if it even existed at all.

#399

There was nothing here but now it's gone.

#398

It's like opposite river dance.

#397

I wish I had a lathe.

#396

Not philosophical, I meant philosophal.

#395

Trees are good for you on a philosophal level.

#394

I honestly thought the term was "tie raid," like if you robbed a Men's Warehouse.  You can understand my confusion.

#393

I'm not used to feeling my ribs through the front.

#392

Zombie dogs!

#391

You guys having fun?  Well guess what.  Poo poo on you.