So that's where all my pencils go! All you evil people who attract pencils, I'm constantly having to buy new ones. I can't figure out what happens to them. And I use mechanical pencils because I hate sharpening the wooden ones. And my coathangers! Give them back! I must be the only person that has to actually buy coathangers. Although I theorize that this is actually because my clothing breeds and my coathangers don't, so I end up with more clothes than hangers.

Now my pens, on the other hand, I know where they disapear to. There's this planet where all the ball point pens go when they manage to escape from us. If I could only find the planet, I wouldn't ever have to buy another ball point pen.