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Homeless people are like the raccoons of metropolitan areas. Always coming out at night to route through your garbage can with their furry little faces and opposable thumbs.

The two party system is a mobius strip.

Sometimes it feels like you’re on the outside looking in and then you realize it’s the reverse and you shut the blinds on whoever that is standing by your window.

Is climbing a tall mountain a metaphor for itself?

Metaphor makes a doorway out of language.

The other day I saw a fireman-
excuse me, a fire person. And it had a mustache.

The erotic is the thrill of the unknown. Pornography is that same unknown sliced open and pinned apart.

When opportunity knocks stick a shotgun through the mail slot, blow away his kneecaps and drag his screaming soon to be corpse inside.

Karl Rove is a toad that never liked flies.