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I love how I can tuck my chin to my chest and just grow a second neck, like I look down and bam! neckage, and I look up and bam! neckage gone, Mystique's second cousin right here.

I've got 99 problems but a custom made catwalk complete with tiny mouse decals and catnip infused carpeting ain't one.

There's nothing quite like nearly falling off a lofted college bunk to make you feel alive.

That moment when you've been in a bookstore for so long that tourists stop by to take pictures with you.

Have you ever felt really excited to socialize so you get all dressed up and you braid your hair and put a knife in your boots and get a parrot to hang out on your shoulder and you buy a ship and maybe commit a robbery and bam you're a pirate.