My Daily Life in Hell

On a somewhat Lighter Note

Just for the Hell of it.

A horse walks into a bar, bartender say's" Why the Long Face?"

A duck walks into a small hardware store and says to the hardware guy, "You got any duck food?"

The hardware guy, unpreterbed that there's a talking duck in his shop, says, "No, this is a hardware store. We don't have duck food." The duck leaves.

The next day, the duck comes back. He asks the hardware guy again, "You got any duck food?"

The hardware guy says, "No, we don't have any duck food. We sell HARDWARE. Now get the hell out of my store."

The next day, the duck comes back, and asks the hardware guy again, "Got any duck food?"

The hardware guy, very upset at this point, says, "NO! We have NO duck food! Now, if you come back again, I'm going to nail your feet to the floor!"

The next day, the duck walks into the store again. The hardware guy stalks over and opens his mouth to berate the duck, when the duck stops him and calmly asks, "Do you have any nails?"

The hardware guy pauses, and then says, "Oh, no, actually. The last guy in here just bought all our nails."

The duck then smiles and says, "Good. Got any duck food?"

A cowboy walks into a bar and orders a whisky. When the bartender delivers the drink, the cowboy asks, "Where is everybody?" The bartender replies, "They've gone to the hanging." "Hanging? Who are they hanging?" "Brown Paper Pete," the bartender replied. "What kind of a name is that?" the cowboy asked. "Well," says the bartender. "He wears a brown paper hat, brown paper shirt, brown paper trousers and brown paper shoes." "How bizarre," said the cowboy. "What are they hanging him for?"

"Rustling," said the bartender.

To the power of 9

Who ever heard of a Robot smiling?

GLORY BOX

Just a couple of days to my birthday, reflections of my life happens about this time of year. My thoughts rebounds of everything, and come bouncing back with a clearness.

We live in our life's drama, play it out everyday, somewhat self created but with so many actors playing the part in their own play.

So I have been in this relationship for so long now, it died 10 years ago. But for the monent entrophy has set in. A mutal dislike but a somewhat easier thing to do, all those options of that freedom would bring only probably to end up down the same road again. But the freedom in my mind will never be, chained. And its a good job that my thoughts cannot be seen.

WednesDay Child full of Woe

Hey Jealousy

How could I fall for someone someone

Funny how the things that you can never have
Needle you more
Tired of standing in the rain
Praying for sunshine again

I remember your eyes
Wish I could see through them
How could I fall
If I could

Our love was like the wind
We blew it away

Praying I'll never need you again

Life has been Unfaithfull

And it all promissed so Much, from a scream to sigh

The hatch is open, I can see my house from here, Copy?

You hypnotize my bloodshot eyes
the night life's latest craze
they twist their shouts and jump about
our memory isn't fazed
by doucumentors recent assent
into the freakish phase
remember that we are the purpose
of this human race "coutesey Lambchop"

MY Mission Statement (I hate mission Statements)

They will of chance, will turn my way

I dont want to be like other people are

I dont want to own a key

I dont want to wash my car

I dont want to work like other people do

I want to be free

I want it to be true

Watch and Judge

Are we being lied to yet again, Yes if you look at this video and remind yourself of all the other planes crashes you have seen? You may Have some questions

Contextually speaking this was the Floyd's saving grace. By 1972 they'd firmly claimed the avant garde (read: musically unadventurous but prone to hitting large gongs. (Just thought this was a funny line to add to the post.)

Empty Things

'there's probably 1000 fish in my garage.
and none in my tank" Thanks Julie

UseFull

"Your Masters"

"Rapid descent towards trailerdom"

"Its out there waiting for you"

paris hilton, to me, symbolizes so many things that are wrong with our society.

this world class bitch is ALL OVER the media, JUST because her parents are rich. she has NO discernable talent, other than "looking hot." news flash: there are TONS of good looking girls out there, in fact not a day goes by that i see many many girls i'd like to bone more than paris hilton (not that i'm arrogant enough to say i wouldn't hit it, but only if she promised to STFU).

anyway, why does she deserve this attention? i know so many talented people who could use a fraction of the media time devoted to her. it just makes me sick.

in conclusion, ha ha, you dumb bitch.