If 10% of men are gay, and 20% of men are Chinese, what are the odds that a man chosen at random spends his free time and meal time while on his knees? xD

Gah. So damn exhausted. So damn... blah. I can't breathe too well these days. Which is bad, when I'm supposed to be singing onstage on Thursday. My asthma meds aren't doing much... I think it's because the hoodie I've taken to wearing recently is covered in dog hair. ._.'

Now, for stuff people will actually care about. You know what's fun when you're on the highway? Reading bumper stickers. You ever do that? read other people's bumper stickers? And when you're too far to read them, don't you wish the asshole driving the car you're in would speed up? A lot of bumper stickers say little unnecessary things like, "Jesus Saves," or, "My child is an Honor Student at blah, blah, blah....." Cripes, we don't care about your child or your faith. What happened to the good bumper stickers? The ones that said, "Horn Broke, Watch For Finger?," and, "Fuck Osama and His Mama?" I liked those. That's why they stopped making them, because they figured out I like 'em.

You can have a lot of fun on the highway as long as you're not driving. You can flip off random people driving by, you could moon the guys operating the toll booths, leave a trail of donuts for the cops to follow... you can have a lot of fun. In the summer, during a traffic jam, you could dump out the ashtray into another car, if they have their windows open. And watch the people in the other car flip out as you inch forward. Actually, that's a bad idea, it's hard to get away from a pissed off driver in a traffic jam. speaking of drivers, the driver gets to have the most fun of all: he or she reserves the right, no, privilege, to be able to roll up the windows, lock them, and let out noxious farts for all to smell.

Have fun.