I just realized that I don't talk that much, I never really thought about it but there have been many times that I don't bother speaking for a week or two... Though it is probably because I am to lazy to bother speaking most of the time.
There have been several times in my life that I was surprised when I woke up in the morning since I truly expected to die, if there is one thing I have it's luck.
I accidently let my intrusive thoughts win and asked a biker looking dude if I could stroke his beard, I somehow managed to bullshit my way out of the situation by making a tactical retreat shortly after I realized what I did!
I love to say things in a way that can be easily misunderstood for example I refer to the fact that I spend $150 to $230 a week on bottled water as my severe drinking problem whenever I get the chance.
Lord of Chaos? You have to at least be on the level of a Catdog to possess that title. Even I, The Supreme Muffin, only have the title of 'The Harbinger of Chaos'
Me and my mom have the habit of randomly continuing conversations that ended anywhere between days and years ago without any prior warning and because we do it unconsciously we often get confused when the person we are talking to has no clue what the hell we are talking about!