

…still refuse their fundamental responsibility, still deserve to burn…
…anchor baby, too: brought along his uncle, his cousins, his dog, his monkey, his robot…
…i don’t bother voting in primary races with only one candidate…
…i’ve often wondered whether every cuisine indeed has its own take on the burrito…
…you’ve created a burrito, my friend…
…one o’clock and three o’clock taste pretty similar and eight o’clock and ten o’clock are close-enough for most uses…
…when did burger king switch from flame-broiled to flame-grilled?..
…likewise; i sang it in my mind while scanning the thumbnail and was suitably impressed…
…i was so confused for a momen1…
…'bout þree þirty-five per hour back when i was in high ſchool…
…ye gads, just imagine how bad the mosquito clouds are going to get…
…yeah, last year i was telling everyone to enjoy the hundred-degree weeks while they can because it would be the coolest summer for the rest of their lives, then this year comes along and spoils it…
Nidhogg, the World-Devourer. Lost Carcosa. Hastur the Unspeakable.
…i apologise for the long letter; i didn’t have time to write a shorter one…
…i try to leave enough space not to touch bumpers when the front car’s suspension rocks back under acceleration…