If only she got as much joy out of her ass as they clearly do.

Truth be told, I was only in it for the elitism.

I had a dozen tequila shots and still I remember everything... I want my money back!

As he entered the atmosphere, he realized it was all her fault.

Love is a feedback loop -- mind the screech.

And so I hasten my farewell, never to return to these goat-infested harbors.

I mean, I'm as open-minded as the next guy, but there are only so many tentacles I can handle.

He spent many a year tugging at time's arrow, but to no avail.

If she could hold even that tiny piece forever, then she would never lose this world.

It's just an inescapable part of his existence to smell like that.