| To the ones who feel alone, seem lost, think nobody cares, go to bed alone, cry with no shoulder, and the ones in the left field, I respect you, because I used to be you. |
| Why do we drive on parkways and park on driveways? Call them steps outside and stairs inside? Why does fat chance and slim chance mean the same thing? |
| That moment when you realize the guy in line behind you’s momma should have dropped him on his head at birth and sold the milk. |
| If you want to impress me, don’t talk about yourself. Rather talk about the people that made you who you are. You were molded. Teach me about the potter. |
Have you ever noticed the wrong numbers are never busy.