I found a bucket of yellow liquid in my refrigerator the other day. As I stared at it in deep preponderance of thought, I wondered if the liquid was urine or melted butter. I thought about tasting it to resolve my query, but decided against it because of the unsavory nature a possible libation of urine would bring. Instead I decided to grease a pan with the substance before cooking some stir fry.
My residence smelled like burnt urine for several days.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Half-Eaten Sandwich
It was a long and cold morning and I had not had much to eat. On my way to an abandoned shoe factory, I witnessed a half-eaten sandwich lying in the snowy grass. I considered eating the half-eaten sandwich but then thought "What if an especially odd individual used that half-eaten sandwich to practice traditional fornication methods?"
What if, indeed.
What if, indeed.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
A Shoe
I saw a shoe by the sidewalk today. My head was flooded with thoughts: A person lost one of his or her shoes. A person with one leg lost his or her only shoe. A person with no legs lost the shoe that he or she carried around for good fortune.
I was made sad thrice.
I was made sad thrice.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Red Coat
I saw a female walking across the street in a bright red coat. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I think it was because of the bright red coat. It might have also been because she was a giant carpenter ant.
It's difficult to say.
It's difficult to say.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Old People
A lot of people think that Dinosaur is a derogatory term for old people. I don't find this offensive in the least.
I think Dinosaurs are awesome.
I think Dinosaurs are awesome.
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