This is something I learned a long time ago from a friend who told me how to define “abuse.”
“Once is enough.
Twice is too much.
Thrice is a poison
that can kill a person.”
Where do you set your limit?
This is something I learned a long time ago from a friend who told me how to define “abuse.”
“Once is enough.
Twice is too much.
Thrice is a poison
that can kill a person.”
Where do you set your limit?
-The kid told his friends I fix computers. #
Kid: No, Dad! More like a blimp.
-in other news: 9 year old boy looking for home. #
I have said it before and I’ll say it again.
I refuse to believe in Karma.
I think it’s just a word that was invented to make “The Golden Rule” more sinister.
But if it is true…
If Karma does exist,
Then it is a freakin’ coward.
Because,
in my opinion based on my experience,
Karma targets the ones you love.
Not you.
It does not have the guts to confront and fight you
for the things you’ve done.
It targets the ones you care for.
Because it knows once your loved ones are in such dire need.
It makes you helpless.
So, yeah.
Karma is a coward.
And a cheat.
This was back in Canada (2001).
As a tradition, my brother and I always go to car shows.
This was when we were checking out the Trucks.
(Among other things)

My God, I remember that shirt.
I loved that one.
I probably wore it a hundred times.
Washed it once.
Nope.
Not today.
I still woke up.
I guess I’ll just die another day.
But, I did almost have a car wreck today. It was like a movie. Scary.
Anyways,
Now, I just want some pancakes.
I had a Burger King Whopper meal for dinner tonight.
I believe my arteries are clogging,
I can’t breathe,
My chest hurts,
And my left arm is numb.
I don’t feel too good
I’m just gonna go to bed.
This may be my last goodbye.
If I don’t wake up,
Please someone reformat my computer hard drive.
Password is tuttifrutti.
Goodbye.