Pixel

Pixel Q. refuses to talk about himself. If thou wishest, thou may infer from his blog what thou wishest.

Fuck you and the high horse you rode in on.

My friend is having a literary character party. I don’t want to say I’m not going, so I’m just going to say I’ll go as the Invisible Man.

University alert says there’s a potentially armed man running around town today. Big deal! I’m both armed AND legged.

Pippki’s birthday is at such an inconvenient time of the year. Why couldn’t it be 365 days later? HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

“Can I apply for a job here?” “Can you fill out this application?” “Sure.” “You’re hired.”

A bidet is like a friendly enema. It’s a frienema.

Bum: “Do you have any change?” Me: “Only for hundreds, I’m afraid.”

Some go to the gym because they hate their bodies. Others go because they love theirs. I go because I hate people that love their bodies.

I hate it when the janitors show up as you’re leaving for the night. It feels like exiting a stinky bathroom… It feels EXACTLY like that..