Here's my brain.

In a thick Arabic accent, my brain went,

My brain is full.

My brain started thinking.

My brain doesn't, my brain doesn't... I mean, this! Talking to you...

My doctor told me that in order to heal my brain,

And in fact, what did happen to my brain?

Voices in my brain, of friends that was slain.

Because my daughter is alive in my brain from microsecond to microsecond...

The spirits muddled my brain.

It never left my brain.

Sorry, my brain isn't working.

My brain is doing strange things in the back ground

My brain must have been malfunctioning in the previous video.

Something has happened to my brain.

My brain is quicker than a

A blood vessel exploded in the left half of my brain.

The idea had been growing in my brain for some time.

I couldn't sign my name. My brain was burning.

So, when I started to dream in color is when I felt that the software and my brain had united, because in my dreams, it was my brain creating electronic sounds.

My sister has a very good brain.

My sister has a very good brain.

My brain was getting ahead of me.

I'm using my brain theory to see.

Her face was burned on my brain.

I shudder at heart, my brain reels

I have an infant, so words like toddler are in my brain.

And in that moment, my left hemisphere brain chatter went totally silent.

An even grimmer plot has been simmering In my great criminal brain

Now I feel like Evernote is not only my external brain, it's the external brain of my entire company.

As soon as I open my eyes, the brain leaps into action. Even the simple task of watching television involves my brain in millions of actions.

But that, in my brain, is the easiest way to figure it out.

I watched my brain completely deteriorate in its ability to process all information.

Talk to my troubled brain If you can feel my pain

This is one of my favorite brain teasers.

I don't know what my brain was doing.

I don't remember what my brain actually said.

This is the word side of my brain.

I mean me, and my right brain, my left brain and the one that's in between that is the censor and tells me what I'm saying is wrong.

How can it be that this thought in my brain can move material objects?

My father said my brain was weak, but she was always kind.

At primary school, my friend, Erin could tell that my brain just absorbed every minor detail in class.

With the world turning circles running round my brain.

My brain doesn't seem to be working well today.

This is much easier for my brain to understand.