Who Knew Hitting My Head And Passing

He's Not The Brightest Crayola In The Pack.

Your As Slow As A Fat Kid On Crutches

Like Pleasure, Beauty Should Be Savored And Enjoyed

I Am Not A Morning Person. Never Have Been - Never Want To Be. As A Matter Of Fact, I Am Vaguely Distrustful Of People Who Bound Out Of Bed Early Like Demented Puppies. It's Barbaric To Wake Up Before 9:00 A.m.

The Problem, Of Course, Was That Turning Into A Monster Was The Brighter Of My Two Choices. Choice Number 1: I Turn Into A Vampyre, Which Equals A Monster In Just About Any Human’s Mind. Choice Number 2: My Body Rejects The Change And I Die. Forever. So The Good News Is That I Wouldn’t Have To Take The Geometry Test Tomorrow.