Individuality Champions Pillows

The coolest thing you can do is be yourself

"What do you consider your most attractive feature and what are you doing about it?"

"The individual cheese slice. Oddly, not the first choice for the truly individual."

Daily life

Others will fight for you

'Who gets the decaf?'

What Does God Know?

High Five

Save the world together

"Well at least nobody notices we don't go out much anymore."

"In your own time, Brian, in your own time."

'Your imagination was so powerful he became real. It happens to me all the time.'

"Your experience is impressive and your qualifications excellent but I'm afraid you're let down by not being the same as everyone else."

Knight of the sandcastle.

The Reclusive Flying Hell Rat

"I'm tired of being the cockroach you want me to be and not the cockroach I want to be."

"High school uniforms?! Can you imagine everyone wearing the same thing every day!"

Conformity

Prosthetic Society Annual Hoe-Down : 'You put your left leg in, you put your left leg out..'

"I'm sorry...to work at Abbercrummy & Fetch, you must have an 'All-American' look."

'I told you that nobody would show up.'

Arrival in the New World was a stressful time for the pilgrims on the Wallflower.

'I believe honesty is the best policy.'

A man on a desert island fashions a bikini for himself.

"It's a note from Eddie's teacher. It seems he's stretched his imagination past the end of her rope."

'Boy, look at his personal space!'

"Gah! Too many people!"

Man without Fingers Playing Guitar

"I don't like large groups. I can never remember what our plural is."

"I'm excited to leave this party we're going to."

I used to only get writer's block, but it has morphed into copyright block too.

'Roger hates goodbyes.'

Norm was starting to doubt the relevancy of his new perm. Sure it made him stand out, but somehow he felt the others wouldn't approve.

'Any hot prospects on the horizon, Cathy?. . . Anyone new within a three-foot radius who's vaguely tolerable?'

'We don't hire individuals here, Mr. Hovey.'