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Subliminal message

About knocking on Death's door...

What happens when Death orders pizza?

I didn't write this...it MIGHT have been another quote on here...meh...

Today I'm going to talk to you all about schizophrenia. Schizophrenia is a very serious dis--Aw, I don't want to hear about schi--SHUT UP! LET THE MAN SPEAK!!

You know it's sad when you tell yourself off for interrupting a conversation with yourself.

Can imaginary friends have imaginary friends? It isn't possible, is it? Imaginary friends can't have imaginary friends: they don't have imaginations. It's your imagination imagining an imaginary friend who has an imaginary friend.

Big Mac--5 dollars

Deep fried cheesecake--3 dollars

Large poutine with extra gravy--10 dollars

Dying of a freak breakout of the bubonic plague--priceless

For everything else, there's lyposuction

Trust me, my life's goal is NOT to make you suffer. I swear. It's to laugh hysterically (and/or maniacally) at your expense, whether it be through bodily harm, Krispy Kreme donuts, or any other sort of kitchen utensil/appliance you can think of.

Now I am gone,
Do you think of me fondly?
Now I am gone,
Do you hold memories in your heart?

Do you see my face
In a nightly constellation?
Do you still love me
Even though we had to part?

As everyone ran from the tidal wave that was fear, lies, and the unjust, someone stopped to think...No one ever saw them again...