I’m going to be real with you. My dinners lately are just sort of me throwing things into a pot like a witch in a cartoon.

Inflation is actually a good thing, it means money is going viral.

You’re not going to believe this, but I was doing really well, and then your email found me.

Not to brag, but I finished an entire book in one sitting. I’m going to need some new crayons.

I took your advice and worked smarter not harder. Now I’m going to need your advice on a good lawyer.

My kids think I’m going to miss them when they leave for college, but I’ll be busy drinking my coffee while it’s still hot.

I love diss tracks because it’s basically two dudes going, “grr, we hate each other so much we’re going to take turns writing increasingly personalized poetry!”

If I ever have a daughter, I’m going to call her Erica, but spell it Airwrecka.

I’m not going to die because of an accident. Nor because of an illness. But from small talk. Someone will say one boring sentence too many and I’ll drop dead.

If my wife doesn’t win anything on this $2 scratch ticket, it’s going to go down as one of the worst birthday presents ever.

If my trainee says “oh God” one more time, he’s going to meet him.

Going out for two days in a row should really be considered an extreme sport.

Stirring up shit at the wedding by going up to random people and saying “I think it’s so brave that you’re here”.

God, on inventing the tiger: “Okay, so this is going to be some kind of cat that likes to eat Frosted Flakes.”

If you’re going to stare all night and not say hello, do you mind taking your fingers and squishing my head from across the room?

I’m already excited about who I’m going to think sucks first today.

I’m going to start walking around in my yard all day in a bathrobe so my neighbors will build that privacy fence I always wanted.

Why do plane tickets have to be so expensive? You’re literally going that way anyway. Just give me a ride.

The title of my autobiography is going to be ‘You’d Think I’d Learn By Now, But Nope.’