I know, I know. I already posted today. What a ham. But really this happened on the 17th, and this place wasn’t real yet. So bear with me.
Things that happened in my head today. Er… two days ago:
PINCH THE FROG! Whoa, poor frog. It’s like I’ve been stabbed in the gut. Or
kicked and stomped and then stabbed. It’s rather uncomfortable. It’s not
the frog’s fault though.
Where are you, Chekhov? Engage the thrusters.
It’s like working in a zoo, but I failed the test. I do not have a
zookeepers license or credentials… and this damn monkey just Wont. Stop.
Laughing. I hate monkeys.
This guy has a silly snork too. what’s a silly snork?
And then he dies in fits and boils. Not the snork.
Why do people say “it’s all natural” like that makes it automatically good?
Heroin is all natural lady, so back away now.
Also why do people say “it’s full of chemicals” like that makes it automatically bad? What exactly is it that you think you’re made of guy?
Your face is full of chemicals.
But, I haven’t seen your crocodile.
Oh god, my head. I think I’m dying. Well, you are, technically. Slowly. But
why not painlessly? I probably wouldn’t want it to be painless. I’d want to
know it was coming.
Because October is not November, nor is it September. Ever. Well, unless you
really wanted it to be. But we’d all have to agree.
I need my hair to not be my hair anymore. It needs to stop now.
The last man standing gets eaten.
Sometimes I wonder if anybody thinks…