Imagine Pinocchio roasting you for 5 mins straight and his nose didn’t move an inch.

Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination.

Talking to animals doesn’t make you crazy, hearing them talk back does.

Ask your doctor if it’s right for you to eat oranges and pretend they’re planets and you’re a Greek god.

How do you know I’m not just a figment of your imagination?

Imagine how loud a centipede would be if they wore tiny little flip flops.

Imagine how organized the first person to write down a recipe must have been.

What if babies had two umbilical cords and if you cut the wrong one, it exploded?

Ever thought about centaurs and how the bottom half would start walking immediately after birth but the top part would be baby-like and flop around for a while.

Grok just sounds like something that might try to eat me.

What’s said in the blanket fort, stays in the blanket fort.

If I was a mythical creature, I’d be a Sighclops.

You can tell a lot about someone by the stuff you make up in your head about them.

If I had a boyfriend, I’d put him in a snow globe and shake it really hard.

Whenever an insect rides for miles on my car, I imagine it thinking: “Oh crap, moving again!”

I don’t care for the term drug mule, why can’t it be a drug unicorn.

Before sleeping, most people will imagine stuff they want to happen. Like sleeping.

I’m really glad that light only attracts insects. Imagine wild boars would come knocking at your windows all the time.

We’re limited only by our imagination and some federal agencies.

I am such a fun person and so easy to get along with as long as the layout I have secretly imagined for the entire day goes exactly as I planned it without variation or interruption.

Imagine being in the Trojan horse with the lads, pure darkness and giggling like hehehe

I’m at the age where I can remember things that never happened.

The possibility of monsters residing underneath your bed is negated when the mattress is positioned on the floor.

I don’t think I’d be so scared of spiders if they had eight tiny flip flops on.

If Wonka had a spaghetti factory, I’d get sucked into a marinara river tube so fast.