Here's a quote that struck me recently.
" Every asylum in this nation is filled with poor souls
who simply cannot stand lanolin, cellophane,
plastic, television, and subdivisions."
-Ignatius J. Reilly
"A Confederacy of Dunces"
While I'm still quoting. Here's one I thought all too fitting.
" Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra. When suddenly it flips, pinning you beneath. At night the ice weasels set in.
-Matt Groening
who simply cannot stand lanolin, cellophane,
plastic, television, and subdivisions."
-Ignatius J. Reilly
"A Confederacy of Dunces"
While I'm still quoting. Here's one I thought all too fitting.
" Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra. When suddenly it flips, pinning you beneath. At night the ice weasels set in.
-Matt Groening
2 comments:
NICE quote. I must use it. What happens if the weasels have already feasted on your face?
You must simply join the rest of us on our macaube, blind, seemingly endless trudge trudge through the frozen tundra that is our remaining miserable existnce, till you finally sucumb to the cruelty of the elements and fall lifeless to your frozen yet well deserved grave. There you will remain frozen for centuries trapped in your unending misery, till some futuristic weekend skiers happen upon you......
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