A company is trying to sell me this book:
“How To Juggle Women Without Getting Killed or Going Broke”
(0965829944)
Was $12.00 – NOW $7.20
Their phone number is (800) 305-1458. Please tell them I don’t like them and want them to stop.
Who’s got a plate of something?…
My name is Inigo Montoya…
Juan es muy guapo…
I’ve got a lovely bunch of coconuts…
I am the great Cornholio…
We’re cookin’ with gas now!
I’ve meant to write something about this. I guess 2 AM is as good as any time. About a year ago I noticed how much of the time spent between friends involves the well-timed uttering of tired catch phrases to impress others with genius and coolness. Sometimes I wish I could have a good mentally-straining argument about anything at all. I also wish the post office would just deliver mail and not require me to find their building and pay them two bits because the sender cheated them of a quarter ounce of first-class automated mail handling.
And I want a Rampart arcade machine.
The ball is round. The game is 90 minutes. That’s a fact. Everything else is Theory.
Did you ever get that feeling that you’ve become a better person (just a little bit better) without actually doing anything?