They're also really good typists. In the wild, they can get up to 120 words a minute so long as they're not distracted by another fox's scent marking.

I find that breathing techniques can also improve my ability to not work out. If I'm sitting on the couch or just relaxing somewhere and I get the urge to work out, if I focus on my breath it usually goes away.

This looks like a cup filled with the bugs that are right this moment crawling around inside my head.

This is a cosmic Rorschach test. I'm going with vagina, final answer.

I think you have to know calculus to understand how that thing works.

I was raised on a steady diet of guys like this. Get Rick Flair and Rowdy Roddy Piper in there and you got yourself a quorum.

Big, big bootid, what you got? A big bootid!

This is a violation of the natural order. That said, I will have 26 of them, please.

This looks like something from when I have a nightmare about Beelzebub speaking in tongues while eating my spleen.