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Basically, there are three ways the skunk and I are a lot alike. The first is, we both like to spread our "stink" around. The second is we both get hit by cars a lot. The third is stripes.
Here's a suggestion for a new animal, if some new ones get created or evolve: something that stings you, then laughs at you.
People just naturally assume that dogs would be incapable of working together on some sort of construction project. But what about just a big field full of holes?
To me, clowns aren't funny. In fact, they're kinda scary. I've wondered where this started and I think it goes back to the time I went to the circus and a clown killed my dad.
When you die, if you get a choice between going to regular heaven or pie heaven, choose pie heaven. It might be a trick, but if its not, ummmm boy.
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I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
If you ever had a school for professional fireworks people, I don't think you could cover fuses in just one class. It's just too rich a subject.
Love can sweep you off your feet and carry you along in a way you've never known before. But the ride always ends, and you end up feeling lonley and bitter. Wait. It's not love I'm describing. I'm thinking of a monorail.
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