[QUOTE=Krampus;3056144]We’re all working backwards from 42, that is part of the problem.
42 was never correct in the first place.
All existence is a repeating loop, there is a profound flaw.
It’s not dark matter, it’s a loop.
Whoops, did I say or type that…[/QUOTE]
Dark matter is what comes out of my ass 3-4 times a day.
weeps
[QUOTE=BKR;3056162]Dark matter is what comes out of my ass 3-4 times a day.[/QUOTE]
And I thought my bowels were loose from tempting the microbial fates…
[QUOTE=Lily;3056186]weeps[/QUOTE]
Hey, at 57 years old, I think that’s pretty impressive.
[QUOTE=Krampus;3056191]And I thought my bowels were loose from tempting the microbial fates…[/QUOTE]
My fetishes do not include eating food left for too long in the fridge, ya weirdo…
I’ve just got a healthy digestive tract. Something has to be good to make up for my joints.
[QUOTE=Lily;3056186]weeps[/QUOTE]
Me too.
Weeping, and celebrating, this was our opportunity.
And all of God’s former creations stood back, some with jealousy, some with awe, and some with confusion,
at how rich we were, to choose, to weep, to dance, and in this freedom we exceeded them, and rivaled God, the Goddess, and perhaps even exceeded the Gods themselves.
Because only we were truly free to not serve any purpose but what we chose.
Leaving the rest of the universe confused and imprisoned in their respective purpose, and pre-ordained order.
But, we have one thing all rest do not, no matter how many evils do present, even our own destruction, we still have Hope, and the possibility to do that which is not expected.
And this was our greatest gift, and what makes us unique among all the other celestial creations.
Not to talk out of school, but the quality of the creator’s greatest creation was creating something that was capable of behaving surprisingly.
[QUOTE=Lily;3056186]weeps[/QUOTE]
I can post more dead animal and and animal parts photos, if you like ?
[QUOTE=Krampus;3056196]Me too.
Weeping, and celebrating, this was our opportunity.
And all of God’s former creations stood back, some with jealousy, some with awe, and some with confusion,
at how rich we were, to choose, to weep, to dance, and in this freedom we exceeded them, and rivaled God, the Goddess, and perhaps even exceeded the Gods themselves.
Because only we were truly free to not serve any purpose but what we chose.
Leaving the rest of the universe confused and imprisoned in their respective purpose, and pre-ordained order.
But, we have one thing all rest do not, no matter how many evils do present, even our own destruction, we still have Hope, and the possibility to do that which is not expected.
And this was our greatest gift, and what makes us unique among all the other celestial creations.
Not to talk out of school, but the quality of the creator’s greatest creation was creating something that was capable of behaving surprisingly.[/QUOTE]
You need to go take a crap…
[QUOTE=BKR;3056202]You need to go take a crap…[/QUOTE]
I just did virtually, did I not?
That said, I did not say anything that was not true in doing so, did I?
It is not so much that I have lost my filter as I have grown older, as I never had much of a filter.
Rather, I say less, and when I speak, it tends to be a fully formed, fiber rich, and an all too complete, a crap.
Of course, in that crap, vulgarly positioned, are the same truths that better writers than you or I ever made poem to rhyme.
So, my crap may not be good prose, it may disturb, but if is cuts, it does honestly.
Much like a dog that farts.
[QUOTE=Krampus;3056207]I just did virtually, did I not?
That said, I did not say anything that was not true in doing so, did I?
It is not so much that I have lost my filter as I have grown older, as I never had much of a filter.
Rather, I say less, and when I speak, it tends to be a fully formed, fiber rich, and an all too complete, a crap.
Of course, in that crap, vulgarly positioned, are the same truths that better writers than you or I ever made poem to rhyme.
So, my crap may not be good prose, it may disturb, but if is cuts, it does honestly.
Much like a dog that farts.[/QUOTE]
As I read somewhere, few things are more over-rated than sex, and less over-rated than a good crap.
[QUOTE=BKR;3056211]As I read somewhere, few things are more over-rated than sex, and less over-rated than a good crap.[/QUOTE]
I am certainly full of shit,
and a Fool of Shit,
This is known.
But, I do not lack for company, great or small.
[QUOTE=Krampus;3056207]I just did virtually, did I not?
That said, I did not say anything that was not true in doing so, did I?
It is not so much that I have lost my filter as I have grown older, as I never had much of a filter.
Rather, I say less, and when I speak, it tends to be a fully formed, fiber rich, and an all too complete, a crap.
Of course, in that crap, vulgarly positioned, are the same truths that better writers than you or I ever made poem to rhyme.
So, my crap may not be good prose, it may disturb, but if is cuts, it does honestly.
Much like a dog that farts.[/QUOTE]
But here you are wrong. Little stinks more in this world than a dog fart. I’ve been blaming mine for years. He’s eleven now. Still energetic, still stinky. Some of my best memories are my grandfather blaming SBDs on Little Bit, fart hound extrodinaire.
[QUOTE=anthracite;3056213]But here you are wrong. Little stinks more in this world than a dog fart. I’ve been blaming mine for years. He’s eleven now. Still energetic, still stinky. Some of my best memories are my grandfather blaming SBDs on Little Bit, fart hound extrodinaire.[/QUOTE]
I’m quite fond of my silly little adopted dog.
Don’t tell anyone.
I gave her a potato chip earlier, don’t tell the wife, and all that.
[QUOTE=Krampus;3056214]I’m quite fond of my silly little adopted dog.
Don’t tell anyone.
I gave her a potato chip earlier, don’t tell the wife, and all that.[/QUOTE]
Cheese may well be the death of me and Elvis. Our flatulence is a matter of record. It’s okay. He often blames me. Very smart, if devious, dog that he is.
[QUOTE=anthracite;3056215]Cheese may well be the death of me and Elvis. Our flatulence is a matter of record. It’s okay. He often blames me. Very smart, if devious, dog that he is.[/QUOTE]
One has to be suspicious of any “doctor” who tells us to avoid cheese,
or that tell us not to give an even shorter lived species a bit of cheese as a daily treat.
We are not robots, and should not fight for a pleasureless existence for our community of experiencing short lived pleasures.
Rather, we should remember our death is certain, and seek to maximize the pleasures of our life, against the impact our moments may have for others, positively.
[QUOTE=Krampus;3056207]I just did virtually, did I not?
That said, I did not say anything that was not true in doing so, did I?
It is not so much that I have lost my filter as I have grown older, as I never had much of a filter.
Rather, I say less, and when I speak, it tends to be a fully formed, fiber rich, and an all too complete, a crap.
Of course, in that crap, vulgarly positioned, are the same truths that better writers than you or I ever made poem to rhyme.
So, my crap may not be good prose, it may disturb, but if is cuts, it does honestly.
Much like a dog that farts.[/QUOTE]
I remember the time I was back in my step-Grandpa’s shop, back in Wichita Falls. He was a crusty old fucker from Hobbs, NM. Grew up on a ranch pre-ww2, wayyyy out of town, not that Hobbs was much of a town back then, or now, for that matter.
Tried to sign up for the military shortly after 12-7-41, but was not 18. He got caught. His friends, to a man, ended up on Corregidor…
Anyway, he was getting a lawn mower ready for me to use to cut the lawns on his various properties on the block. He twisted off the cap of the gas tank, looked inside, and said to me “Dryer than a dog fart”. Just like his sense of humor…
That has been forever a part of my lexicon. I’ve passed it on to my boys, with reference to Carl.
They never knew him, but they met his wife, Grandma J, more than once. She just passed last year.
She once confronted a burglar in the apartments they owned on the same block we lived on. Pulled her .38 on him, after she heard somebody inside on the intercom they had wired up (nobody was living in those apartment then). He went for her, and she took a couple of shots at him.
Shot one of her fingers off, as a matter of fact. They found a blood trail, so she hit him too, but they never found the culprit.
That makes 6, LOL…
[QUOTE=Krampus;3056212]I am certainly full of shit,
and a Fool of Shit,
This is known.
But, I do not lack for company, great or small.[/QUOTE]
Me either…
If only more people would wake up to the fact.
[QUOTE=anthracite;3056213]But here you are wrong. Little stinks more in this world than a dog fart. I’ve been blaming mine for years. He’s eleven now. Still energetic, still stinky. Some of my best memories are my grandfather blaming SBDs on Little Bit, fart hound extrodinaire.[/QUOTE]
Every time you use the word imbibe, I think of capillary pressure.
Then I have to go look it up, because I can’t remember the details of the mathematics of capillary pressure in petroleum reservoirs.
Dammit…
[QUOTE=Krampus;3056216]One has to be suspicious of any “doctor” who tells us to avoid cheese,
or that tell us not to give an even shorter lived species a bit of cheese as a daily treat.
We are not robots, and should not fight for a pleasureless existence for our community of experiencing short lived pleasures.
Rather, we should remember our death is certain, and seek to maximize the pleasures of our life, against the impact our moments may have for others, positively.[/QUOTE]
Pay attention, children, to the clever segue from the profane to the profound.
The only problem is when loved ones go before we do. Even if one follows your last paragraph, or at at least tries to do so.
Eating cheese and farting is not much solace.
[QUOTE=anthracite;3056213]But here you are wrong. Little stinks more in this world than a dog fart. I’ve been blaming mine for years. He’s eleven now. Still energetic, still stinky. Some of my best memories are my grandfather blaming SBDs on Little Bit, fart hound extrodinaire.[/QUOTE]
Feed me beans, onions, milk, and find out…