About me:
if a man steals your peanut butter sandwiches, never ever invite him home for dinner.
i once knew a man, who knew a man, who knew a man, who funnily enough, knew a man. he said, it was never enough to just know, sometimes one expected more or less, to be sure, although an element of doubt remained, he knew he had heard it somewhere before, it began, but it did, so he never questioned it.
is angst a worthwhile occupation, i have no idea, apathy wears me better. should it be a national pastime or is it worth the bother, does it really matter if a chorus of one makes itself heard above the deafening silence of those less inclined, i doubt it. should it all be taken for granted and when chance permits, swept under the carpet like last nights leftovers.
is the sound of one hand clapping worth two in the bush and does a tree that falls over in the forest when no one is around to hear it, whistle dixie. does one answer bring up six questions and is it possible to gain superhero status without resorting to wearing your undies on the outside.
if one follows the left hand path, when does it become to late to change your mind, levay can kiss my but never let go. ave Lucifer.
i enjoy the moral high ground although rarely make it out of the gutter, i am overly self-indulgent, pompous, conceited and arrogant, but then again i believe i am my own god, so forgive me my foible.
freedom always was a fallacy, although i embrace the struggle.
i am a work in progress and don't believe in capitals.
should one work to live and is hypocrisy a crime punishable by sniggering. i never learnt to spell. rugby is the game
pla***** in heaven yet Australian Rules
you may say i'm a dreamer, but i've plundered more than one. i've alwayswanted a hero
to worship
i am eeking out a meager existance whilst trying to figure out why i work therefore i cannotbe bothered
i once tried to sell my life, only problem was it was only worth a half eaten packet of gingernut biscuits and a carton of choc milk......bugger
lost, one slightly confused male
last seen wandering off into the sunset, mumbling something about proliferation of public phone boxes and mouldy cheese
mastication, extrication, sublimation, provocation, hallucination, edification, procrastination (it seems to be the done thing) and using a dictionary
i have an unshakable ability to get myself into trouble, whether it be at work or at play, if theres an antidote, i wouldn't mind some
on a clear day you can actually see straight through from one side of my head to the other
war is a worthwhile economic exercise and a justifiable toy of the well endowed
i'm lobbying the government to allow me to marry myself
6 things i could not live without
very hot mustard, toilet paper, cheese sticks and a towel, the complete works of douglas adams, series one of red dwarf, 14 carot sticks and a bucket of ice, two pairs of shoes, a change of underwear, a light bulb and todays newspaper, websters word of the day, monopoly, rice paper and a hail merry, a *****e rack, change for the bus, 12 1/2 pot plants and time magazines man of the year, a tube of super glue, a fairy tale or two, 3 chilli peppers (forget flea)and a complete set of abba records.
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