Should Have Taken the Blue Pill

Breathe deep the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament
Another day’s useless energy is spent.

Impassioned lovers wrestle as one;
Lonely man cries for love and has none;
New mother picks up and suckles her son;
Senior citizens wish they were young.

Cold-hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colours from our sight,
Red is grey and yellow white
But we decide which is right
And which is an illusion.

The Moody Blues.
Rules Every Guy Must follow.

1. Thou shall not rent the movie “Chocolat”.

2. Under no circumstances may two men share an umbrella.

3. Any man who brings a camera to a bachelor party may be legally killed and eaten by his fellow partygoers.

4. When you are queried by a buddy’s wife, girlfriend, mother, father, priest, shrink, dentist, accountant, or dog walker, you need not and should not provide any useful information whatsoever as to his whereabouts. You are permitted to deny his very existence.

5. Unless he murdered someone in your immediate family, you must bail a friend out of jail within 12 hours.

6. You may exaggerate any anecdote told in a bar by 50 percent without recrimination; beyond that, anyone within earshot is allowed to call BULLSHIT. (Exception: When trying to pick up a girl, the allowable exaggeration rate rises to 400 percent)

7. If you’ve known a guy for more than 24 hours, his sister is off-limits forever.

8. The minimum amount of time you have to wait for another guy who’s running late is 5 minutes. For a woman, you are required to wait 10 minutes for every point of hotness she scores on the classic 1-10 scale.

9. Bitching about the brand of free beer in a buddies refrigerator is forbidden. You may gripe if the temperature is unsuitable.

10. No man is ever required to buy a birthday present for another man. In fact, even remembering a friends birthday is strictly optional and slightly gay.

11. Agreeing to distract the ugly friend of a hot babe your buddy is trying to hook up with is your legal duty. Should you get carried away with your good deed and end up having Sex with the beast, your pal is forbidden to speak of it, even at your bachelor party.

13. Women who claim they “love to watch sports” must be treated as spies until they demonstrate knowledge of the game and the ability to pick a buffalo wing clean.

14. If a man’s zipper is down, that’s his problem —- you didn’t see nothin’.

15. The universal compensation for buddies who help you move is beer.

16. A man must never own a cat or like his girlfriend’s cat.

17. Your girlfriend must bond with your buddy’s girlfriends within 30 minutes of meeting them. You are not required to make nice with her gal pal’s significant dick-heads —- low-level sports bonding is all the law requires.

18. When stumbling upon other guys watching a sports event, you may always ask the score of the game in progress, but you may never ask who’s playing.

19. When your girlfriend/wife expresses a desire to fix her whiny friend up with your pal, you may give her the go-ahead only if you’ll be able to warn your buddy and give him time prepare excuses about joining the priesthood.

20. It is permissible to consume a fruity chick drink only when you’re sunning on a tropical beach… and it’s delivered by a topless supermodel… and it’s free.

21. Unless you’re in prison, never fight naked.

22. A man in the company of a hot, suggestively dressed woman must remain sober enough to fight.

23. If a buddy is outnumbered, out manned, or too drunk to fight, you must jump into the fight. Exception: If within the last 24 hours his actions have caused you to think, “What this guy needs is a good ass-whoopin”, then you may sit back and enjoy.

24. Phrases that may NOT be uttered to another man while weight lifting:
“Yeah, baby, push it!”
“C’mon, give me one more! Harder!
“Another set and we can hit the showers.”
“Nice ass, are you a Sagittarius?”

25. Never hesitate to reach for the last beer or the last slice of pizza, but not both. That’s just plain mean.

26. If you compliment a guy on his six-pack, you better be referring to his beer.

27. Never join your girlfriend/wife in dissing a buddy, except when she’s withholding sex pending your response.

28. Never talk to a man in the bathroom unless you’re on equal footing: either both urinating or both waiting in line. In all other situations, a nod is all the conversation you need.

29. If a buddy is already singing along to a song in the car, you may not join him… too gay.

30. Before allowing a drunken friend to cheat on his girl, you must attempt one intervention. If he is able to get on his feet, look you in the eye and deliver a “FUCK OFF!” You are absolved of your responsibility.

But love is blind and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit; For if they could, Cupid himself would blush To see me thus transformed to a boy
William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), The Merchant of Venice, Act II
I stopped by the bar at 3 a.m.
To seek solace in a bottle or possibly a friend
I woke up with a headache like my head against a board
Twice as cloudy as I’d been the night before
I went in seeking clarity.
the Indigo Girls
Understood

Well, not bad, but not good, kinda average… Sometimes it is better to leave well enough alone. Also, sometimes its better to leave alone well enough. Let sleeping dogs lie, but make sure their tails are brushed. You do actually understand this message subconsciously, and it is causing your positive energy to flow toward your feet. Pointy shoes will tell you which way to go.

If I care, and you don’t, why do I still care? You have to figure that half of the reason there is for caring, is because it’s reciprocated. So if you take out 50% of the equation, your left with half of nothing, which, for the mathmeticians out there, is 0. Nothing. Nada.

Human emotion is a strange thing. We have these empowering concepts, of hope, and love, and optimism. All of which can not be quantified, so from a scientific standpoint they are non-existent. Yet, as people, we base our entire lives on these things.

Now to the point of this rant. If we have 50% of nothing, we still see something there, because of the aforementioned human emotions. This is bullshit. Ok, rant over.

Music is the gateway to the soul, the heart, the mind. Its the key to life, weather you believe it or not. Most people believe in god, I believe in music. And not one specific type of music. Music gets us through all of lifes trying situations. It’s there when we fall to pick us up, its there when we need to be reminded of good times of the past. Your boyfriend/girlfriend left you? Listen to music. Your best friend died? listen to music. You need moral support? listen to music. There is not a situation you could be involved in that someone didn’t right a song about. Music is the only absolute in life other than death and taxes. There has always been music, and there always will be. It’s what keeps the world going, its the heartbeat of the masses.

I'm dreaming of a better world...where chickens can cross the road without having their motives questioned.

fatmanatee:

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cass2frass:

“That’s retarded!”
“Wanna play?”

“Yes.”

This is absolutely hilarious.

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cass2frass:

In honor of Alyssa, and her story that Curtis didn’t listen to the first time.

that pic is amazing.

cass2frass:

In honor of Alyssa, and her story that Curtis didn’t listen to the first time.

that pic is amazing.

txtsfrmlstnght:

(407): It’s really awkward to greet the pastor when I know I’ve licked chocolate syrup off his daughter’s chest.


pennylane0302:
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Great song. Anyone wanna play “name the original artist”?

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Great song. Anyone wanna play “name the original artist”?