Still in the Closet…

Feels like a day to do a little ranting.  A bit of purging does wonders for the soul. Perhaps offensive humour might not be your cup of tea, but perhaps you’ve also mistaken me for someone who gives a rat’s ass about your fucking tea.

Now don’t get me wrong, I think positivity’s a wondrous thing. I try to pump out some quality food for thought when I can. But sometimes an enema’s necessary to purge all the compacted bullshit we’ve mistakenly swallowed over the years.

And we’ve ingested a lot of it.

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I Always Hated Monopoly…

Let’s play a little game.

It’s simple, ready?

Answer this question:

“If you knew you had one week left to live, what would you do? How would you spend your days?”

Don’t answer right away, think about it for a bit.

I’ve heard a lot of the same responses over the years…

I would tell my boss to go fuck himself.

I would travel the world.

I would buy a big bale of cocaine and a team of hookers to cook my meals while rubbing my balls.

All noble plans, but not really that imaginative.

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