You are half way through with your perfect life.
This Week's Horrorscope
Photosynthesis is going to stop soon.
Racing against time is futile.
That thing you did that's been keeping you up all night? Definitely your fault.
Post apocalyptic worlds would be a nice place to live in if you were a cockroach.
Hattori, Hattori, this is my name. Laughing, making you laugh, this is my game.
Sundays are the best of the worst.
Wet handkerchiefs are better than moist ones.
Your feet are always the ones that smell. Should you do something about it? Meh.