.... is like a day without beer. Today's foam.
may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old
may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it's sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young
and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there's never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile
....have a good weekend
always expect the unexpected. That way when evil shit happens it won't be such a big surprise. Moab Diechleer
Friday, January 15, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Everytime Pat Robertson thinks.....
... a turd gets it's wings.
what? I'm worried!
PAT ROBERTSON: And, you know, Kristi, something happened a long time ago in Haiti, and people might not want to talk about it. They were under the heel of the French. You know, Napoleon III and whatever. And they got together and swore a pact to the devil. They said, "We will serve you if you will get us free from the French." True story. And so, the devil said, "OK, it's a deal."And they kicked the French out. You know, the Haitians revolted and got themselves free. But ever since, they have been cursed by one thing after the other.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Was that a football game or...
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