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| Hmm...Let us put our minds together to formulate a political ideology that bases itself around the concepts of quantum physics. This would have the effect of confusing/impressing (because we're all impressed with what we don't understand) so many people that they would follow this ideology blindly into the dark night of political unrest and social anarchism.
It'll be fun!
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| I bought a book about astrophysics, or thermodynamism or some such garbage. This was after I decided to write my own book about space, but before I realized that I didn't know anything about space. I instead re-decided to write a book about the dangers and pososible uses of methane gas, which I know considerably more about. | | |
| Sometimes I go on incredible adventures. Sometimes I pretend my legal name is "Che McGuyver." Sometimes I read aloud from inappropriate books.
But I always wear a raincoat. | | |
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It used to be nice when the homeless men would gather and sing Christmas carols to unassuming, uninviting, uninterested tourists. And when we were 14 years old, it was cute to sing songs in circles to impress girls.
All of these times have passed.
It's always sunny in Sunny California. | | |
| Mr. Potter,
We regret to inform you of the loss of your dog. He was a good dog. Mostly smart, mostly good-looking. He had most of his fur and most of his legs when he was taken. He was more or less out in the highway, but mostly on the grass, when the car got him, and by "got him" I mostly mean when the car stopped and those two kids got out and grabbed him, mostly by his hind legs (because they were such small kids, and he is such large dog), and got most of him inside the car with the rest hanging out the window, before driving off down the road. I'm most sorry about the loss of your most prized dog, and I am writing this letter mostly just to let you know that I am not taking responsibility for what happened. If you wanted better care, you should have paid more money.
Sincerely,
Dr. Epstein | | |
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