because I can
Today, I think, is the kind of day where I feel like throwing myself in front of a bus.
Not because I want to, but because I can.
posted by Schecki @ 1:21 PM
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The Messiah was holding the little girl's pet bunny, hugging it to his cheek with the big back feet swinging free. He was gloriously drunk. "Know what?" Josh said. "I love bunnies. They toil not, neither do they bark. Henceforth and from now on, I decree that whenever something bad happens to me, there shall be bunnies around. So it shall be written. Go ahead Biff, write it down." --Lamb, Christopher Moore
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Not because I want to, but because I can.
schecki, etc.
The Messiah was holding the little girl's pet bunny, hugging it to his cheek with the big back feet swinging free. He was gloriously drunk. "Know what?" Josh said. "I love bunnies. They toil not, neither do they bark. Henceforth and from now on, I decree that whenever something bad happens to me, there shall be bunnies around. So it shall be written. Go ahead Biff, write it down." --Lamb, Christopher Moore
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That is, until I saw off both of your legs. Then, you can just forget about ever doing that.
If you you were to saw off my legs the preceeding statement would become this:
Today, I think, is the kind of day where I feel like throwing the firevaney in front of a bus.
Not because I can, but because I want to.
Poor bus, for The FireVaney is Unbreakable (that is, in the Bruce Willis sense, of course).
As opposed being Unbreakable in the comb sense, one assumes.
Boy!
You're just one sharp Schecki!
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