“GLOBAL WARMING” 15-Sept-00

What’s the meaning of life?
Well. there isn’t one.
We just sleep and fuck and
swim around.
We sit on the ice and play
Occasionally we bump into stuff
and look for fish to eat.
Sometimes we see people in boats -
we say hello, and they run away.
That’s about it.
We know there’s no such thing as
the meaning of life
so we don’t get worried.

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