+=- Dust Carried to Land

I'm halfway to Mexico by now… from Canada because that is where I live.

The McDonalds golden arches make you think of their french fries. Yeah they make you wonder if the arches & the fries are made out of the same material.

I don't have a musical bone in my body. Yeah I have all my marrow.

I couldn't see a thing, unless black is a thing.

I resist a rest when I'm not tired.

I am out of my mind because my mind is in me.

I like to beat savages to the punch of kindness.

Salman: are you this random with everyone?

MAR: No, I haven't met everyone yet. People keep dying before I can finish my list.

MAR: I'll just pretend you're everyone who ever lived, except me. Boy you sure are all over the place, one minute you're Gandhiing & next minute you're Mussoliniing.

Salman: yeah, I am also being blown up and get born simultaneously

MAR: ♫♪We are the world... but mostly just you♫♪

MAR: that is not how it works my dude

Salman: "my dude" never heard that

MAR: yeah & you still haven't unless you read it aloud

Salman: I read it aloud now

Nick: I empathize with you

MAR: Me too. I empathize with me. That makes me a good person right?

I am an amalgam of cereal mascots being forced to watch paint dry in the ocean.

Check briefcases for baby bears & one day you will win ah PRIZE!

I place $1,000 dollar orders all the time. I'm like "hey you, give me $1,000 dollars!"