There just aren’t enough hours in the day. To hell with this, I’m moving to Mercury where the solar day is 176 Earth days long. Just imagine how productive I’ll be there. (I’m not interested in Venus’ sidereal day, thanks.)
“The Lord works in mysterious ways.” Come on, we all know you’re just trying to cover for Him when He’s being an asshole.
Ok, seriously, what’s going on with bird names? You’ve got true tits, cocks, woodpeckers, masked woodswallows, boobies, hornbills, horned larks, woodpecker sapsuckers, horny red-breasted round-rumped big-titted cocksucker motherfuckers, and the goose. Come on ornithologists, grow up.
I’m aging like a fine wine, my aldehydes oxidizing as acid-catalyzed esterification takes place and the harsh tannins of youth gradually give way to softer mouthfeel.
Decorating eggs, hunting for hidden eggs, rolling eggs down hills, bunnies carrying eggs composed of chocolate, incarnate gods rising from the dead… Unsurprisingly, it turns out there is no meaning to any of this. For holidays with actual meanings, see … Continue reading →
They say “do what you love and the money will follow”. Notice how they avoid specifying the amount of money.