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thong - RESOLUTION LACKING
March 19th 2009
Happy New Years!
Yes, much like the social elite on the party circuit I have decided to comment on this event in a fashionably late fashion. Now I should expect that all will bask in my charming glow while quietly resenting me for the fact that you are not me.
I shall discuss St. Patrick's Day in about 2 month's time. Give or take a passage of the lunar cycle or so.
In other news, I have to return to biochemistry. Resident Evil 5's biological weapons are related to the course material right? No? Shit.
Take care.
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thong - PLANNED OUT
March 25th 2009
Working on a biology project. No, not a euphamism for mingling anything meaty, but instead referring to an academic undertaking. No, I'm not whoring out for tuition. There is no human partner involved, just penguins. No, I'm not going to do anything vile to chubby monochrome water flightless fowl. Just laying out a hypothetical plan for stealing their eggs and seeing if desperate parents make better parents when they show their care for other penguins by stealing other eggs.
While the absence of morality and presence of desperation in human parents have rarely yielded good results, I have a test to determine if such is the case with penguins.
Then again, I'm judging how good of a parent they are by how heavy their offspring are. And there ARE a lot of fat kids these days. Maybe the world is better than we thought.
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thong - RAINDROPS
March 30th 2009
Sitting in a car in the rain waiting for something to be finished. However a concurrent matter is the rising level of urine present in my bladder. It's strange to think of some pressurized sack of fluid occupying space inside my body, but I suppose no more odd than the repeatedly inflating sacks of air, or the immortal testicles. All in all the human is and gross as it is wonderous.
Also, I like the term "immortal testicles". By depending on our frail mortal bodies they chain themselves to the end results of our fanciful whims. Will they impregnate a wealthy member of the royal family? A scullery maid? Or die within the confines of a soft yet particularly attractive melon?
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