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+ The Warning Signs Of InSaNiTy
+ ---------------------------------------
+
+ 1. Your friends tell you that you have been acting strange lately, and
+ then you hit them several times with a sledgehammer.
+ 2. Everyone you meet appears to have tentacles growing out of places that
+ you wouldn't expect tentacles to be growing from.
+ 3. You start out each morning with a 30-minute jog around the bathroom.
+ 4. You write to your mother in Germany every week, even though she sends
+ you mail from Iowa asking why you never write.
+ 5. Every time you see a street sign, you have a tremendous urge to
+ relieve yourself on it.
+ 6. You wear your boxers on your head because you heard it will ward of
+ evil dandruff spirits.
+ 7. You're always having to apologize to your next door neighbor for
+ setting fire to his lawn decorations.
+ 8. Every commercial you hear on the radio reminds you of death.
+ 9. People stay away from you whenever they hear you howl.
+10. Your breath smells more and more like squirrel dung each passing day.
+11. You laugh out loud during funerals.
+12. When your doctor tells you to say ah, you yell out "RAPE! RAPE!"
+13. Nobody listens to you anymore, because they can't understand you
+ through that scuba mask.
+14. You begin to stop and consider all of the blades of grass you've
+ stepped on as a child, and worry that their ancestors are going
+ to one day seek revenge.
+15. You have meaningful conversations with your toaster.
+16. Your father pretends you don't exist, just to play along with your
+ little illusion.
+17. You collect dead windowsill flies.
+18. Everytime the phone rings, you shout, "Hey! An angel just got its
+ wings!"
+19. You like cats. Especially with mayo.
+20. You scream "I've got a knife!" to people who try to sell you things.
+21. You scream "I've got a knife!" to people at your family reunion.
+22. You cry at the end of every episode of Gilligan's Island, because they
+ weren't rescued.
+23. You put tennis balls in the microwave to see if they'll hatch.
+24. Whenever you listen to the radio, the music sounds backwards.
+25. You have a predominant fear of fabric softener.
+26. You wake up each morning and find yourself sitting on your head in the
+ middle of your front lawn.
+27. Your dentist asks you why each individual tooth has your name
+ etched on it, and you tell him it's for security reasons.
+28. Melba toast excites you.
+29. When the waiter asks for your order, you ask to go into another
+ room to tell him, because "the napkins have ears."
+30. You tend to agree with everything your mother's dead uncle tells you.
+31. Every time you see the commercial for the Hair Club For Men, you think
+ to yourself, "I think I'll kill the pope today."
+32. You call up random people and ask if you can borrow their dog, just for
+ a few minutes.
+33. Your main goal in life is to become the president of Bulemia.
+34. Nearly everything you say involves the word, "P-toing!"
+35. You argue with yourself about which is better, to be eaten by a koala
+ or to be loved by an infectious disease.
+36. You like to sit in cornfields for prolonged periods of time, and
+ pretend that you're a stalk.
+37. You think that exploding wouldn't be so bad, once you got used to it.
+38. You try to make a list of the Warning Signs of Insanity. (cough)
+39. People offer you help, but you unfortunately interpret this as a
+ violation of your rights as a boysenberry.
+40. You like reading lists like this. :) (The Paul Richter
+ Special Edition Appendix)
+41. You sit in your room for hours on end listening to Peter, Paul & Mary
+ and playing solitaire on your computer.
+42. You experience periods of time when your mouth can do nothing but sing
+ "Mama's little baby loves short'nin', short'nin...."
+43. You begin to start almost every conversation with the introduction to
+ _The A-Team_ theme song.
+44. You spend three hours sitting on the floor cutting and pasting a
+ project for your COLLEGE English course, and you get
+ really frustrated because you can't recall
+ all the kindergarten-period skills that it requires.
+45. You check your e-mail about six times a day, only to find that nobody
+ cares enough to send anything to you.
+46. You believe that Quayle would actually win the 1996
+ presidentialelection.
+47. You read Anne Sexton's poetry for twelve out of any sixteen-hour
+ period.
+48. You read Sylvia Plath to cheer yourself up, and when that doesn't work
+ you pop _The Wall_ into the stereo...
+49. You think Popeye's anchor tattoo would look even better on YOUR
+ forearm.
+50. You use Speed Stick Clear Ocean Surf Deodorant for the scent.
+51. You start appending a list like this, and you find yourself just going
+ on and on and on and on...
+52. You start to repeat yourself.
+53. You start to repeat yourself.
+54. You start really stretching for bad jokes and cheap laughs.
+55. You recognize that you are doing so.
+56. You blatantly announce it.
+57. You keep looking in the Rap section at Tower Records trying to find
+ that new M.C. Escher album.
+58. Your greatest accomplishment to date in your college career is your
+ new-found ability to blow smoke rings.
+59. You resort to mass e-mailings as your sole means of unabashedly begging
+ for attention.