Tuesday, September 25, 2018

twice the three times never

I haven't even begun to think about the kinds of thoughts that a person would think about after having had thoughts about the preceding ideas that had nothing to do with what comes next.

Doing couch lifts while your kids play chess on it is the least interesting thing that a cerebrally incapacitated hamster would take on while dialing the temperature down low.

Enigmatic imbeciles imbibed immature ingots while a breathtakingly simple bottle of iodine paste trembled only slightly as the freight train passed her apartment.

Serendipity wasn't the strongest shoe lace that a boxer from the 1950s would have used as a skin cream. I should know.

Bargaining with a tulip vendor to ask for sunshine on the third Tuesday of the month is not the best use of time when running away from a lizard that has nothing else to do but chase you.

When else would you make a decision that has nothing to do with calamity?

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