My mouth is keep getting me into trouble. I want to cry but my tears are dry. I guess I will watch the Incredible Hulk for now.
My mouth has always been getting me in trouble, mostly for biting people and once for biting a dog… in my defense, he was barking all sorts of obscenities at me and by canine rules I had to bite him… Thats the trouble with being raised by wolves, you see too many situations in a “pee on this” or “bite him” sort of perspective.
I too also want to cry… but that mostly has to do with my AutoCAD 2000 Bible falling into my lap… followed by the Photoshop CS2 Bible, Photoshop CS3 Bible, InDesign CS3 Bible, the Bryce 3D handbook (I hate that book), a small tin of “Uncle Oinkie’s Bacon Mints”, an Ikea halogen desk lamp, a polyvinyl scorpion and pair of large vise grips (for welding).
I mostly want to cry because the bacon mints are all gone… I also seem to be suffering mood swings since a few moments ago I was feeling pretty homicidal because when the world fell on me, it also startled the crap out of me, triggering my fight or destroy everything in a 21 foot radius instinct… then I felt sad because I’m out of bacon mints… then I was happy because I found Mr Pinchy my polyvinyl scorpion… then I was sad because I realized I was not the one who ate the bacon mint… and now I want to cry because I just started to realize that the corner of at least one of those rather unlight books landed right on… my zipper… and I believe that really hurt. I’m not 100% sure, since I have twin daughters who systematically have been trying to ensure they will have no more siblings by kneeing,head butting,tackling me,kicking and leaping four or more feet into the air and landing pointy, boney parts first onto that general area for the past six years.
I’m sorry to hear your tears are dry, I find that realizing you are out of bacon mints is good for helping them show up in your eyes… you really aught to try bacon mints… they are pretty awesome.
Until you eat them all.
Then they are gone and all you feel is hollow inside, like a giant wheel of cheese that rats were living in,but then the rats left because they ate all the good cheese and filled up the inside of the cheese wheel with rat poops… I suppose if there were enough rat poops, you would not feel so hollow, but in this case there are just enough rat poops to strike a proper balance…
I hope this is helping you… I don’t really know what I’m writing about anymore, but I hope it has been for some good cause… maybe save the manatees or marsupial rights… something positive.
Well, I hope you enjoy the hulk… (sorry if it is the stupid one), the hulk was very instrumental in my early development and taught me that there is no situation that can not use a little smashing here and there…