I have something similar to "Go Away" posted on my bedroom door (I spend half of the day sitting on my bed, reading J.D. Salinger, Eugenides or Lightman. On better days when I am not "cerebrally impaired", I go to Kierkegaard or Descartes) However, no matter how they try to trick me to get out of my bedroom, my nonchalance is just too intense. They can wail, "Fire" and I'd remain unperturbed...

...I can always jump out of my bedroom window. Thank heavens for Copernicus' lessons on levitation.

They all love America. They stuff themselves with Lucky Charms for breakfast, SPAM for lunch, sour apple pie for dessert at dinner.

Cholesterol. Preservatives. Sodium. Fat.

Burger King's greasy onion rings, Wendy's foul chili beans, Friday's overpriced Roy Rogers.

Bleh.