Monday, June 22, 2009

Fregadero!

I can't tell jokes to save my life.
But who can really? It's hard to be funny when facing impending doom.
Hah. Hah.
See above.

I word searched "fuck" on my page. I used it 4 times in like...6 entries.
That is pathetic. I am an intelligent young person who should be able to find more creative ways to be profane.
So I hereby ban the word from this blog. I shall save it for tennis, toe-stubbings, and general bad luck.

Is life easier if you just stop defining what something is and just let it be?
Can Beatles songs answer every philosophical question about life?

What is the meaning of life?
Tomorrow never knows....

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