Writing, conceptually

It constantly feels like someone is looking at me. (Bah) It feels like I am being followed, by me. (Example of "being" sinking a sentence) I believe in ghosts because I believe in myself. (WTF?) I am doing secondary research on my life. (Solipsism okay, abstraction exaggerated) I have been radio activated by the Hawthorne … Continue reading Writing, conceptually

Jokes – 2

Yo mama so fatYou are so fat, thank goodness you are tall.People with a double chin shouldn't feel shy.Do you know what the fat guy does to wake up in 30 minutes? He orders a Pizza.What do you call a cute baby? Cutie. What do you call a fat baby? Cutie pie. She told me … Continue reading Jokes – 2

This sentence has seventeen syllables. Nope. Now? Nope. Now? Nope. Snake. Now?

A haiku is a poetic form of 17 syllables arranged in three lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables. Bullshit What the litshit sortis a haiku? Bitchplease nowwhat's a syllable?Something 'bout vowelsWhat am I, Shakespeare's bitch?I ain't counting sound.Introducing *cough*online syllable counteraeiou, dickheads.Extraversion Social life: Is thatthe one where you live in hopeof shagging strangers? … Continue reading This sentence has seventeen syllables. Nope. Now? Nope. Now? Nope. Snake. Now?

How to break an adult? A children’s guide

Hello, children. Obviously, you are not reading this. You have more important things to do, like licking the doorknob or applying hand sanitizer on your face. I don't intend at all to disturb your living-life-on-the-edge schedule, but, then, you are our only hope. Not hope in the I-will-live-my-life-through-you (it's called vicarious, but it will be … Continue reading How to break an adult? A children’s guide