October 2011
2 posts
My Monsters
I think sometimes people forget how much the world likes to troll you. I honestly believe in a greater being outside of our universe that sends out monsters in forms of everyday household items that will fuck with you in anyway possible. I call them my monsters. Luckily, I spotted some of my favorite (most hated) ones…
The disappearing sock monster.
The...
Schooled, son.
Found in a book,
A turkey was chatting with a bull “I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree,” sighed the turkey, but I haven’t got the energy.” “Well, why don’t you nibble on my droppings?” replied the bull. “They’re packed with nutrients.” The turkey pecked at a lump of dung and found that it gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after...