Erin go braugh
Jun. 18th, 2009 01:20 pmIrishman's Philosophy:
In life, there are only two things to worry about—
Either you are well or you are sick.
If you are well, there is nothing to worry about,
But if you are sick, there are only two things to worry about—
Either you will get well or you will die.
If you get well, there is nothing to worry about,
But if you die, there are only two things to worry about—
Either you will go to heaven or hell.
If you go to heaven, there is nothing to worry about.
And if you go to hell, you’ll be so busy shaking hands with all your friends
You won’t have time to worry!
Whoo!
In life, there are only two things to worry about—
Either you are well or you are sick.
If you are well, there is nothing to worry about,
But if you are sick, there are only two things to worry about—
Either you will get well or you will die.
If you get well, there is nothing to worry about,
But if you die, there are only two things to worry about—
Either you will go to heaven or hell.
If you go to heaven, there is nothing to worry about.
And if you go to hell, you’ll be so busy shaking hands with all your friends
You won’t have time to worry!
Whoo!
We watched a video today in science class.
You can just guess what it was about, can't you.
Use your imagination, it'll come to you.
ACTUAL LINE (although slightly paraphrased) : When a man and a woman love each other very much...
Are you getting the basic idea?
It was horrifying. There were come shots under a microscope.
And the fact that it was in French? Only made it worse.
Can you imagine anything more pornographic than the mircale of life, explained in exquisite detail by a husky Frenchman?
Neither can I!
Heres what I want kids to see in schools.
Ah, the miracle of life. Heres the conception, ooh, that looks like fun. Hormones, good, okay, the Great Sperm Race, wow, look at 'em go, fertilization, the division of cells, zygotes and heartbeats and oh, look, you can see the hea- ABORTION.
Do you smell something burning?
You can just guess what it was about, can't you.
Use your imagination, it'll come to you.
ACTUAL LINE (although slightly paraphrased) : When a man and a woman love each other very much...
Are you getting the basic idea?
It was horrifying. There were come shots under a microscope.
And the fact that it was in French? Only made it worse.
Can you imagine anything more pornographic than the mircale of life, explained in exquisite detail by a husky Frenchman?
Neither can I!
Heres what I want kids to see in schools.
Ah, the miracle of life. Heres the conception, ooh, that looks like fun. Hormones, good, okay, the Great Sperm Race, wow, look at 'em go, fertilization, the division of cells, zygotes and heartbeats and oh, look, you can see the hea- ABORTION.
Do you smell something burning?
This one's for my Mandi
Mar. 11th, 2008 07:50 pmNow Jen? If possible, that boy's even more Texas than Texas itself. Talks louder, laughs longer, has tall tales the size of Paul Bunyan's balls, eats straight-up grease for breakfast and can still run laps around everyone on set. Jensen knows seventeen thousand uses for duct tape, knows how to swear and spit with the best of 'em, he can throw a perfect spiral, change the oil in an F150 in fifteen flat, and swear to fucking Christ, one day Jared might just have to kill him.
Bottom's Up
I am going to hell. Because of Supernatural RPS. That is all.
Bottom's Up
I am going to hell. Because of Supernatural RPS. That is all.
I tried to get away from it. I tried to find a nice, safe, corner of the internet that didn't make me what to punch babies.
I didn't find it.
Horny clowns began making inroads on erecting that big top tent pole in his pants.
The only excuse for shit like this is that God has decided that humanity really has reached the limit, and we are inches away from a Biblical Apocalypse, so it really doesn't matter what the fuck we do any more.
God, being hungover was better than this.
I didn't find it.
Horny clowns began making inroads on erecting that big top tent pole in his pants.
The only excuse for shit like this is that God has decided that humanity really has reached the limit, and we are inches away from a Biblical Apocalypse, so it really doesn't matter what the fuck we do any more.
God, being hungover was better than this.