A place for weasels, waffles, pancakes, bunnies and monkeys, as well as the occasional engaging biped to verbally wander, ponder, work up a lather, blather, get in a dither and discover but then forget to write down the meaning of life on their way to have a smoke & make a joke.
Drama prone, poo-flinging primates need not apply. Hall passes & haul passes freely granted. Passes at girls with glasses highly encouraged. 'Verbal warnings' & corporate nonsense strictly verboten.
Wednesday, October 21, 2015
Turning The Tables
“When you were born, you were crying and everyone
else was smiling. Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is
smiling and everyone else is crying."