Breakin Ankles

Sunday, June 05, 2005

Randomness Part IV: Smelling things with no odor

I had a dream the other night that I called 911 and ended up dating the 911 operator. We communicated via the 911 line and on the internet, so I don't know what she looked like.

What do you call cheese that isn't yours? Nacho Cheese

I saw a commercial for genital herpes the other day and it turns out that people with genital herpes have all sorts of fun They ride horses in pristine countrysides, they go canoeing in parts of the world that resemble the garden of eden, they laugh on swings that somehow exist in the middle of rolling green hills, they fly kites on sandy white beaches, and then they laugh some more. Are people with genital herpes so shunned by society that they must escape to far away lands, travelling on horseback to avoid detection? Or are they so happy that there is a 'cure' for genital herpes that they decide to celebrate by going horseback riding and canoeing? The coin is up in the air.


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