When I have a kid, I want to buy one of those strollers for twins. Then put the kid in and run around, looking frantic. When he gets older, I'd tell him he used to have a brother, but he didn't obey.
Imagine Pulitzer prizefighting.
Everyone who believes in psychokinesis raise my hand.
The doctor says he has to amputate all of me.
I hooked up my accelerator pedal in my car to my brake lights. I hit the gas, people behind me stop, and I'm gone.
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