Sunday, May 17, 2009

Something Hilarious For Clinical Obsessives

Take twenty minutes (or eggplants) out of your day to sit down and enjoy a fearful catalogue of lies so detestable, it will weigh on your psyche like massive rusty chains for the rest of your life. Or you could always covet somebody else's pork until it is taken sank. Sank pork is in several ways equivalent to a posthumous pardon or a faulty Emergency Flotation System (fEFS). An Italian lutenist and singer once referred to the experience of eating sank pork as similar to sitting on his own blue eyes.

The human race was going now.

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