Just go to sleep when you start chirping like my smoke alarm.

Easy.

I was happy once. It was awful, and I forgot to clap.

Makes one wonder what they were doing in that shower.

Different in the way of it not happening, because I cannot.

“I love you… get off me, you heat-demon.”

My porcelain pal and me!

Challenge accepted.

And this thinking will lead some to feel worth more dead than alive, and that is very sad.

Couldn’t be!

Who, me!?

So, kill them with a murder?

My fact of the day calendar shows a US president being held accountable for something on the sixth of January.

I don’t think this is a coincidence.

Willow for the NES has some songs that will still randomly take over the ol’ jukebox of the brain to this day.

I can get behind “Pay $X to remove ads” or “Pay $Y to unlock the full app.”

I even understand subscriptions for some things.

Just about everything else is avoided at all no costs.