He’s a policeman, a soldier, a programmer, a farmer, a murderer, a priest and a politician. He is anything that he wants to be. He’s a salesman by day and an author by night.
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I left work with 4 gallons of gas in my tank. I decided to see if I could make it home without running out. Some people think that’s abnormal, but to me, it was a challenge.
I made it. They were wrong and I am sure quite embarrassed by their doubt. Next time, I try making it home with less.
I’m a wild man.
You can’t stop me.
I’ll take you down with me.
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My wife thinks she married Roger Rabbit.
Not true. She married a fart joke.
Roger Rabbit is a cartoon. I’m invisible.
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He told me that everytime he saw a police car, he thought they were looking for him.
That was a relief. I thought they were after me.
Really.
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I’m not staring at you. I’m staring through you.
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I might be able to live a better life if everyone else wasn’t so messed up.
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