A frittata is just an omelette for people too lazy to flip things.

I don’t “make friends”. I get adopted by extroverts and they make me do things.

Boys are disgusting. Can’t believe I like these things.

I’m so tired. Let’s see all of the horrible things happening in the world today before I try to sleep peacefully.

90% of the things I worry about never happen. Worrying seems to be working.

I could easily win an Oscar, I just have other things going on right now.

All billionaires must submit a list of five things they did for society in the last week or their wealth shall be confiscated.

All the things I like to do are either immoral, illegal, or fattening.

That moment when you dip your cookie in milk for too long and it breaks off, then you wonder why bad things happen to good people.

Not to brag but I am evidence of things unseen.

Sometimes I don’t worry about things at all and other times I am awake.

I don’t flirt, I just say weird things and hope something sticks.

I wish Amazon would stop finding things I might like.

Sunday is my favorite day to invent new things to worry about.

Adulthood is saying “but after this week things will slow down a bit” over and over until you die.

Two of the best things in life are laughing and orgasms. I want to make you do both a lot.

One day you’re hip and cool, and then out of nowhere you say things like hip and cool.

I love dogs with human names because you get to say things like Bob pooped on the rug again.

I hope Google never goes down. I know like six, maybe seven, things.

We can do things two ways. My way or the right way.