I feel bad for chickens. They can't enjoy bacon and eggs in the morning because cannibalism is frowned upon, and eating your best friend's swine son is also just not cool.

Hot Pockets do not a balanced breakfast make.

EUREKA! I've made a discovery! I'm pretty sure  =-P =-*  is the Egyptian heiroglyph for "Tongue Kissin'". Egyptians have been freaky for centuries!
:: patiently waits for his Nobel Prize ::

I had a dream the other day, that I had to defend Zooey Deschanel's honor because a would-be robber attemped to steal her bike and scooter ( it's a long story ). When I stood up to fight him a second joined him from the crowd. In my defense, stand-up comedian and fellow geek Chris Hardwick, from Nerdist.com and "Singled Out" fame, stood out from the crowd to join me. We did karate... it was awesome. The key to this story, however, is that in the dream, Zooey Deschanel had a boyfriend, who wasn't me. In Justin's words "Wow, even 'dream you' is lame". Indeed.