I'm so in love with the concept of the thought of the idea that they have sleeping sickness. I can count on no hands the # of sleeping sickness references I've heard that weren't related to My First Hotmail.
Sometimes people ask me questions.
There's this magazine I keep removing from the bathroom.. Somehow, it keeps getting back into the bathroom. It doesn't seem to matter where in the house I leave it, what I bury it under, it always ends up in the same place, right by the toilet. Sometimes it's upturned in quasi-discretion, but often enough it's shamelessly sunny side up.
Speaking of "shameless" and "bathroom". He does this all the time.